“That is so absolutely not attractive,” I say. “Wait, wait,” Bez says. “I’m not finished yet.” “Doesn’t it hurt?” “Only if they’re too hot,” she says. “You don’t want to get a burn on the inside.” My phone rings and I answer it without looking, which is unlike me, given my general dislike of the […]

Sheila looks over the menu. “I think I’ll have the lasagne,” she says. “Lasagne!” Colin exclaims. “You know who else liked lasagne? Hitler, that’s who!” “Hitler?” Sheila says. “Yes, Hitler. Actually, it’s the entire reason he joined forces with the Italians during the war, in order to ensure a constant and steady supply of lasagne. […]