Quasimodo is lying on the floor outside Notre Dame. His arms and legs are broken and he is bleeding everywhere, obviously very near death. He looks up to see Esmerelda standing at the top of the tower.
"You bitch" he shouts with his last breath. "Thats not what I meant when I said toss me off!"
Here is a fit bird.
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HI PETER,
HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD HOLIDAY AND WE CAN MEET FOR A PINT SOON.
I'VE A QUESTION-WHEN IS A BUS DRIVER IN CONTROL OF THE VEHICLE?
A FRIEND OF MINE WAS SACKED RECENTLY FOR USING HIS MOBILE PHONE ON THE BUS.HE WAS PARKED ON A BUS STAND,HANDBRAKE ON AND ENGINE OFF BUT BECAUSE HE USED HIS PHONE HE GOT THE BULLET.IF HE SAT ON THE BACK SEATS WITH HIS FEET UP AND READ A PAPER OR FALLEN ASLEEP THERE HE WOULD STILL HAVE A JOB.
CAN ANYONE EXPLAIN THIS TO ME,PLEASE.
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