My Mate Andy (1)
My mate Andy went to a party. My mate Andy stayed till late. My mate Andy left the party to go back home in his car. My mate Andy couldn’t find his car where he left it. My mate Andy called the police. The police came and drove him around the streets to see if he could find it. My mate Andy, sat in the back of the police car, drove past his car, but my mate Andy, too embarrassed, didn’t tell the police as they drove past it, parked in an identical street parallel to the one he thought it was in. Unsure what to do, my mate Andy called the police the next day to say that he’s found it after all. My mate Andy is a high-ranking executive in a large pharmaceutical company. My mate Andy is just as daft as when we were kids. What a relief.
