" She looked at me and grinned, "Those muscles willbecome stiff if you don't get someone to massage them." "Shall I ask Vera to do that?" I tried to j...ke but the pain wasstill pretty bad. Madge lightly smacked me, "Yes, if you want a hiding from me to go withit." A little before dinner, we left our room at the same time as Vera and Heather.Seeing us, Vera stopped intending we should go first but I went to her. "We'requits now Vera. The feud is over and for everyone's sake that is on this. ’ Laughing he kissed her on the cheek again. ‘Better get Cousin Jesse over from Westwood. He’s next down the line.’ * Lying in bed later that night he heard his mobile ring. Rolling over in the bed he reached for it, looking at the time. Two thirty. Looking at the number he didn’t recognise it so putting the phone to his ear he said, ‘Misha….?’ ‘Look, you don’t know me, but I got your number from Suzanne. I think you need to come over right now.’ ‘Who is this?’ ‘Arlene. I’m one of Suzanne’s. Besides, the ceiling was green. Puke green. Who would paint their ceiling puke green? It was hard to concentrate.My shoulder itched.I decided that was more important than where I was. I lifted my hand. It felt funny and I couldn't wiggle my fingers. I reached up to scratch my shoulder... "Oh, God!" I moaned as pain shot through me."Tony are you okay?" The voice of an angel. Tami's voice."Not sure. What year is it?" What year?" Are you my wife?" Tony, we're fourteen." There are states where that. .. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but every time I fart, it sounds like the word HONDA”. “That’s interesting, never heard of anything like that before. Do you think you could fart for me?” says the doctor. The guy says “Sure.” And sure enough, the doctor hears “HONDA”. After several attempts to figure out what’s wrong with this guy, the doctor runs out of ideas. He sends him to all sorts of stomach specialists and none of them can figure out why this guys farts say “HONDA.” It is a.