Unintentional Self-Brentisms

It's taken me decades but I've managed to largely separate my own sense of humour from Brentisms and a vague pastiche of 2000s Gervais, but now that I'm 40 (don't say 40-something!) it seems to be getting worse again.

For what I'm hoping was the first time in my life yesterday, I told a cheeky joke and then winked. No irony there. Just winking. Just winking with the punchline.

And I'm not proud of that, I just don't know what to do about it. I've tried sprinkling few Steveisms in there to throw them off the scent, it hasn't worked yet as such, but...

Look, it was either this or another post about Alley Cats alright?

See ya later! 😉