Last week I walked to the moon and back, I brought the American flag back as proof, then I walked back and got me one of those lunar rover things. Did 90 down the A1 and got stopped by police. I explained that the highway code doesn't apply to astronauts but was arrested and had my rover towed. Now i sit atop a speed camera, waiting for the motorist who owns my lunar rover to drive past, I'll know it's mine cos the flag on the roof doesn't blow. Oh and I think elvis gave birth to a man named Keith who sold me a kebab last night.