Mrs. Wince, "I need to marinate some vegatables, since I have a husband who wants to grill and some vegtables which are a-withering in the fridge. If they were a-mouldering I'd throw them away, but since they are a-withering I'll feed them to you."
Wince, "Good."
Mrs. Wince, "No, not good; if they were good I'd have to wait a week."
LATWTTER (Laughing All The Way To The Emergency Room)
