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One night, John Mahoney, star of the popular televisual series "Frasier" was walking home after a long time in the sauna of his local health club.
"Ooo, that sauna was hot", mused John, as he walked along the deserted streets.
"What I could do with now, is a big glass of cold smooth angel delight"
When he got home he slipped of his raincoat and the rest of his clothes and went into the kitchen to make himself some angel delight. To his horror, he found that he had run out of said angel delight.
"OH NO! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL AM I GOING TO DO NOW!?" Whispered John. So on went his raincoat and he set out to the shops. He bought the angel delight, got home, made it up, and sat back and waited until it was ready.
When it was ready, he picked up the cold spoon (he had pre cooled the spoon as well you know, this guy knew what he was doing, not like these kids who come along nowadays thinking they know it all...but I digress) and took a large, greedy mouthful of the creamy food. It was gorgeous.
"Just what the doctor ordered" thought John, as it was one of his favourite phrases at the time.
However the second moutful was not quite the same. Once again he picked up the spoon, and took a big scoop into the filling of the jar, but this time what appeared on the eating implement was not the delight of angels, oh no, but a small fax machine.
"What????????????????" thought John, with the correct amount of question marks.
The fax machine then spat in his face.
"Damn" he muttered, "I'll have to get some more now". So on goes his raincoat again, and off he goes to the shops.
"Not had your fill?" remarks the shop assistant, upon recognising John.
"Shut the **** up wench, I need my ****** ******* angel delight, and I need it now, or someone will feel the wrath of TV's funniest old man. And his dog, Eddie"
So John got his angel delight, went home, took of his raincoat and tucked in to the joyous stuff once again. This time the delight was perfectly satisfactory.
"Ah," thought John, "After all that coldness I could just do with a short spell in a nice hot sauna". So he went back to the health club (being a life time member he had his own key, and the club was not open at this time of night). He spent about half an hour in the sauna, until he was really really hot.
"Ooo, I could just do with some nice cool angel delight about now" he thought to himself. So he went home and had the angel delight. And went back to the sauna. And then the angel delight. Then the sauna again. And so it went on.
Ever heard of onion skin weathering? Well John hadn't. It usually occurs in the desert, when hot days and cold nights cause layers of rocks to peel off like an onion's skin would. This happened to John. The constant heat of the sauna followed by the cold of the angel delight caused his skin to start peeling off, layer by layer.
John is now dead. And he will never do that ever again.
It just shows you that Angel Delight ISN'T delightful at all, it can cause death and sometimes even worse things, like fax machine addiction or gayness.
"Ooo, that sauna was hot", mused John, as he walked along the deserted streets.
"What I could do with now, is a big glass of cold smooth angel delight"
When he got home he slipped of his raincoat and the rest of his clothes and went into the kitchen to make himself some angel delight. To his horror, he found that he had run out of said angel delight.
"OH NO! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL AM I GOING TO DO NOW!?" Whispered John. So on went his raincoat and he set out to the shops. He bought the angel delight, got home, made it up, and sat back and waited until it was ready.
When it was ready, he picked up the cold spoon (he had pre cooled the spoon as well you know, this guy knew what he was doing, not like these kids who come along nowadays thinking they know it all...but I digress) and took a large, greedy mouthful of the creamy food. It was gorgeous.
"Just what the doctor ordered" thought John, as it was one of his favourite phrases at the time.
However the second moutful was not quite the same. Once again he picked up the spoon, and took a big scoop into the filling of the jar, but this time what appeared on the eating implement was not the delight of angels, oh no, but a small fax machine.
"What????????????????" thought John, with the correct amount of question marks.
The fax machine then spat in his face.
"Damn" he muttered, "I'll have to get some more now". So on goes his raincoat again, and off he goes to the shops.
"Not had your fill?" remarks the shop assistant, upon recognising John.
"Shut the **** up wench, I need my ****** ******* angel delight, and I need it now, or someone will feel the wrath of TV's funniest old man. And his dog, Eddie"
So John got his angel delight, went home, took of his raincoat and tucked in to the joyous stuff once again. This time the delight was perfectly satisfactory.
"Ah," thought John, "After all that coldness I could just do with a short spell in a nice hot sauna". So he went back to the health club (being a life time member he had his own key, and the club was not open at this time of night). He spent about half an hour in the sauna, until he was really really hot.
"Ooo, I could just do with some nice cool angel delight about now" he thought to himself. So he went home and had the angel delight. And went back to the sauna. And then the angel delight. Then the sauna again. And so it went on.
Ever heard of onion skin weathering? Well John hadn't. It usually occurs in the desert, when hot days and cold nights cause layers of rocks to peel off like an onion's skin would. This happened to John. The constant heat of the sauna followed by the cold of the angel delight caused his skin to start peeling off, layer by layer.
John is now dead. And he will never do that ever again.
It just shows you that Angel Delight ISN'T delightful at all, it can cause death and sometimes even worse things, like fax machine addiction or gayness.
Why is he so bald?
Someone read this post, goddamnit!
Reply people! This is giving me a crisis of confidence!
And before people start giving me grief, I am not a homophobe, I am making fun of the homophobes.
And before people start giving me grief, I am not a homophobe, I am making fun of the homophobes.
One night, John Mahoney, star of the popular televisual series "Frasier" was walking home after a long time in the sauna of his local health club.
"Ooo, that sauna was hot", mused John, as he walked along the deserted streets.
"What I could do with now, is a big glass of cold smooth angel delight"
When he got home he slipped of his raincoat and the rest of his clothes and went into the kitchen to make himself some angel delight. To his horror, he found that he had run out of said angel delight.
"OH NO! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL AM I GOING TO DO NOW!?" Whispered John. So on went his raincoat and he set out to the shops. He bought the angel delight, got home, made it up, and sat back and waited until it was ready.
When it was ready, he picked up the cold spoon (he had pre cooled the spoon as well you know, this guy knew what he was doing, not like these kids who come along nowadays thinking they know it all...but I digress) and took a large, greedy mouthful of the creamy food. It was gorgeous.
"Just what the doctor ordered" thought John, as it was one of his favourite phrases at the time.
However the second moutful was not quite the same. Once again he picked up the spoon, and took a big scoop into the filling of the jar, but this time what appeared on the eating implement was not the delight of angels, oh no, but a small fax machine.
"What????????????????" thought John, with the correct amount of question marks.
The fax machine then spat in his face.
"Damn" he muttered, "I'll have to get some more now". So on goes his raincoat again, and off he goes to the shops.
"Not had your fill?" remarks the shop assistant, upon recognising John.
"Shut the **** up wench, I need my ****** ******* angel delight, and I need it now, or someone will feel the wrath of TV's funniest old man. And his dog, Eddie"
So John got his angel delight, went home, took of his raincoat and tucked in to the joyous stuff once again. This time the delight was perfectly satisfactory.
"Ah," thought John, "After all that coldness I could just do with a short spell in a nice hot sauna". So he went back to the health club (being a life time member he had his own key, and the club was not open at this time of night). He spent about half an hour in the sauna, until he was really really hot.
"Ooo, I could just do with some nice cool angel delight about now" he thought to himself. So he went home and had the angel delight. And went back to the sauna. And then the angel delight. Then the sauna again. And so it went on.
Ever heard of onion skin weathering? Well John hadn't. It usually occurs in the desert, when hot days and cold nights cause layers of rocks to peel off like an onion's skin would. This happened to John. The constant heat of the sauna followed by the cold of the angel delight caused his skin to start peeling off, layer by layer.
John is now dead. And he will never do that ever again.
It just shows you that Angel Delight ISN'T delightful at all, it can cause death and sometimes even worse things, like fax machine addiction or gayness.
"Ooo, that sauna was hot", mused John, as he walked along the deserted streets.
"What I could do with now, is a big glass of cold smooth angel delight"
When he got home he slipped of his raincoat and the rest of his clothes and went into the kitchen to make himself some angel delight. To his horror, he found that he had run out of said angel delight.
"OH NO! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL AM I GOING TO DO NOW!?" Whispered John. So on went his raincoat and he set out to the shops. He bought the angel delight, got home, made it up, and sat back and waited until it was ready.
When it was ready, he picked up the cold spoon (he had pre cooled the spoon as well you know, this guy knew what he was doing, not like these kids who come along nowadays thinking they know it all...but I digress) and took a large, greedy mouthful of the creamy food. It was gorgeous.
"Just what the doctor ordered" thought John, as it was one of his favourite phrases at the time.
However the second moutful was not quite the same. Once again he picked up the spoon, and took a big scoop into the filling of the jar, but this time what appeared on the eating implement was not the delight of angels, oh no, but a small fax machine.
"What????????????????" thought John, with the correct amount of question marks.
The fax machine then spat in his face.
"Damn" he muttered, "I'll have to get some more now". So on goes his raincoat again, and off he goes to the shops.
"Not had your fill?" remarks the shop assistant, upon recognising John.
"Shut the **** up wench, I need my ****** ******* angel delight, and I need it now, or someone will feel the wrath of TV's funniest old man. And his dog, Eddie"
So John got his angel delight, went home, took of his raincoat and tucked in to the joyous stuff once again. This time the delight was perfectly satisfactory.
"Ah," thought John, "After all that coldness I could just do with a short spell in a nice hot sauna". So he went back to the health club (being a life time member he had his own key, and the club was not open at this time of night). He spent about half an hour in the sauna, until he was really really hot.
"Ooo, I could just do with some nice cool angel delight about now" he thought to himself. So he went home and had the angel delight. And went back to the sauna. And then the angel delight. Then the sauna again. And so it went on.
Ever heard of onion skin weathering? Well John hadn't. It usually occurs in the desert, when hot days and cold nights cause layers of rocks to peel off like an onion's skin would. This happened to John. The constant heat of the sauna followed by the cold of the angel delight caused his skin to start peeling off, layer by layer.
John is now dead. And he will never do that ever again.
It just shows you that Angel Delight ISN'T delightful at all, it can cause death and sometimes even worse things, like fax machine addiction or gayness.