I've become stuck in a world of slapstick. If I'm not being crushed by a falling piano, I'm the victim of an accident where a man calls to his colleague, who then turns around while carrying a long plank of wood. And don't even talk to me about banana skins.
The long and the short of it is, I really won't be able to get to the office until it stops, so if you need anything while I'm away, you should contact Lou.
LOOK OUT! CUSTARD PIE!
Oh - too late.