Yesterday on the news I watched with stunned amazement as a police officer in full combat gear leveled his rifle and shot two men. He then rushed over to them kicked them a number of times in the ribs and then rushed away with the air of a man with urgently pressing business elsewhere. The men subsequently died.
What can I say? Really.
Much has been said about the pair who where happily married and further down the road discovered that not only were they related, they were actually twins. Personally I am inclined to believe one of the following
I mean come on. Are you trying to tell me that the two never had a conversation like this?
(Let’s call then Emilio and Lucy)
Emilio: Balm of my soul, I seem to have come into posession of a position of considerable authority and I would like to treat you to a gift. When, o when did your pater and your mater say in unison “unto us a child is born?”
Lucy: O wind beneath my wings, how kind of you! I was born on the date of 15 October 1900
Emilio: Hear my heart leap like a caged beast! So was I! 15th of October 1900!
Lucy: Clearly we are as destined to be together as guano and sailor’s hats! Where exactly were you born?
Emilio: St Mary Of Nazareth Church, in Othaya
Lucy: The pot in my potato! Me too! And what time?
Emilio: 11:34 exactly
Lucy: Ha-kakaka! My popeye! So was I! Do you still have any doubts that we are meant to be?
Emilio: The doubt in my soul lasted shorter than Brazilians in British tube stations! What is your father’s name?
Lucy: Fidelis.
Emilio: What an extraordinary string of coincidences! So is mine! My mother is called Redem…
Lucy: Redemptor
Emilio: My most desperate of all housewives! Exactly!
Lucy: A love like ours is as rare to find as Form 16A
Together: What a coincidence!