PURE GOLD

Suddenly Wilson clapped his paw to his forehead and exclaimed, 'D'oh! What am I thinking?'

He rushed back and opened the brown paper bag, tipping TT unceremoniously out onto the table.

As soon as he was out of the bag, TT took several deep breaths, coughed and continued:

'Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen! Anyway, the first time I got a universal remote control, I thought to myself "This changes everything." I asked my North Korean friend how it was there — he said he couldn't complain...'

I thought Wilson had suddenly realised that using the Bag of Serenity* had been an overreaction, but that was not the case — he snatched up his pencil and started writing all TT's jokes into his Joke Book, muttering, 'This is gold! Pure Gold!'

*Patent pending