Stephen Hawking Walks Again!
July 5th 2008 01:44
Hawking jumps, piddles. Everything.
Hawking has renewed his vows to his buxom waif and super-mong, Jennifer in a slavish ceremony waited on.
"My bottom gets very itchy at night, Stephen," Hawking moaned as she said, "I do".
It is understood.
Hawking, a veterinarian of the cattlewalk, stood at the top of the aisle in his wheelchair when a sudden realisation adorned on him.
"If time travel is possible, this, the present (the past in the future) would be visited by the future," he moaned, wetting himself as his wife got digital.
"This, the present, is actually the past," the suddenly walking and dancing unit vowed, planting one on his wriggling waif.
"You're a machine!" she cried, strapping herself in for a bit of slip and tackle.
Now and then, we all need help.
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