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I remember, some years back, myself and a friend working out a complicated plan we called "The Invisible Drowning of Bob Hoskins". It was when he did those BT ads- you know, the "it's good to talk" ones where he was invisible wandering around someone's house, turning off taps they'd accidentally left on and stuff like that. Basically, the plan involved leaving the bath running, and waiting until you heard it stop. Then you'd pile into the bathroom, push the invisible fucker into the bath, and hold him under until you saw his lungs fill with water.
Can't remember quite why I felt he deserved this, but I'm sure he did. |
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