Don’t do the crossword tired…

So we’re sat there, I’m on my laptop doing terribly addictive Sudoku puzzles, He’s got his head in the Evening Standard crossword, when the silence is broken by:

Him: “They’ve made that word up…”
Me: “What Word?”
Him: “Wom”
Me: “Wom… how’s it spelt?”
Him: “W-h-o-m… Wom”
Me… “whom?”

… hysterical laughter ensues, the moral of this story, never do the crossword tired.

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