A Real Laugh
I was in town this afternoon and went into a newsagent to buy some batteries. They were kept behind the counter so I joined the queue of waiting customers. While standing in line I started to say “Worming my way into your soul.” This is a regular tic but I managed to catch it so it only got as far as “Worming”.
The tic had not given up trying to get out and when the man behind the counter asked me what I would like I replied “Your soul.”
I laughed out loud and assured him that wasn’t what I wanted. He sold me the batteries in silence, nobody else laughed but I left the shop chuckling.