Ted No Head.

I thought up a terrible sitcom idea. It’s about a woman who has found the perfect man. In every single way, he is perfect. There is only one problem. He doesn’t have a head.

Jean is a thirty two year old woman with a good life. And a good boyfriend. His name is Ted. Ted is the greatest guy in the world. But he doesn’t have a head. Jean has to find different ways ever week of pretending that he has a head when they see friends. She balances a bowling ball, a balloon, a rock, anything to make people think Ted has a head.

Nobody notices that his head is a different object every week. While Jean frets, they just say “Oh, Ted. You’ve lost weight. That’s a nice haircut. I really like your sunglasses, Ted.” Ted communicates by basic physical expression. 

That is my idea. It is a fucking Monday. What the cunt do you expect of me?

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About neilstilwell

Abseiling into trouble, a sewer rat staring at the stars. Disgusting. You can assist my search for the one ring by buying a Kindle version of this diary from here. http://www.amazon.co.uk/frozen-fridge-Zoomeister-Diaries-ebook/dp/B00C426DD0/ref=sr_1_sc_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1366481719&sr=8-1-spell&keywords=a+frozen+turd+in+a+hot+frudge It has some other stuff in it, and a dreadful cover.
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