It's 7am and a man wakes up full of the joys of spring - not! He turns on the radio to hear some bad news about a bomb on a plane; terrible floods; psychotic killings; havoc on the stock exchange; government paralysis - yep, he just turns it off and heads to the fridge. Maybe solace from an omelette? Well not if the egg is on the linoleum, no! Maybe it's something to do with his horrendous polka dot boxers? Toast? Surely that can't go wrong... ? Radio back on and more doom and gloom from Vietnam. The most anaemic of toast pops out but it'll have to do before a glance in the mirror does nothing…
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