As baffled as Adam and Eve on Mother’s Day.
As rare as rocking-horse poo.
As useful as a grave robber in a crematorium.
As much use as a chocolate tea-pot.
As useful as a one-legged man at a backside-kicking contest.
As old as the Dead Sea when it was only ill.
Friday, 2 May 2008
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