Mal is wicked
Mal is evil
Mal is sickness
Mal is bad

marMALade
See, there's the proof. There's no way out of that jam.

Thanks

Ma Lady

Your face oh Malingerer is a profile of the industrial revolution -- as surely as deawes donketh the dounes, deores with huere derne rounes -- domes for to deme; wormes woweth under cloude. Your mouth is as multi-floored as a multi-storey car park, yay, compartmentalized, yay, like unto a wine cellar, bee bole, & CD tower & your eyes are ball-bearing swivel nunchaku. Some might say the Northern Lights are created by light diffracted from the herring shoals but I know the truth. The Northern Lights are created by your clumsy fire-eating, you exhale atomised paraffin into the atmosphere & you smear it across the heavens when you then indulge in your other hobby of rubbing satellites on your jumper as if they were balloons, then sticking those satellites to the night sky oh geostatic is the new techno techno techno graffiti!

No, not my face. You've confused me with somebody else. Pam Ayres perhaps.

No I haven't.