I don't know what happened doctor
he was grand on Sunday afternoon,
and then around 9pm
just after x-factor,
he started getting anxious and irritable
Then i woke up on Monday morning,
he was stone cold!
Tell me about your husbands job
He works 9-5, he hates his boss
He stares at a computer all day long
and he has a two and a half hour commute home.
There's nothing wrong with your husband.
He's dead!
Oh he's not dead
He's simply...
living for the weekend
Oh god!
We see it all the time
Early 30s, steady job
no kids, zero chance of promotion.
What can we do?
I wouldn't hold out much hope
His CV is weak,
his ambition is falling rapidly
and there seems to be...
A large rut
he's stuck in.
Will he get worse?
The best we can hope for,
Is a big fat redundancy package
Well we could go on holiday?
Or he could go back to college!
We need to manage our expectations.
At age 34, your husband's hangovers
are now stretching into Tuesday,
His brain function isn't fully restored
until late on Wednesday afternoon
Before you know it, it's casual Friday
and he's got Black Eyed Peas on the radio.
He just loves and epic sesh!
However, I don't see any reason why
he couldnt return to work this afternoon.
He's dead!
Oh he's only brain dead,
which means he should still be able to perform
most of his day to day office duties
But what if it's more serious?
We'll keep him in for a few extra days but
in my professional opinion, your husbands simply
'Bored off his tits'
*life support machine*
Doctor! Doctor!
He's waking up!
Time of revival,
Friday, 5pm
Oh darling, it's good to see you
Enjoy your husband Mrs. Fahey,
He has 48 hours to live.
What?!
*Black eyed peas*