Was reminded of this the other day Boogsy. Years ago I worked at BT doing 192 and one of the guys there had an
stalker admirer they had nicknamed the Honey Monster who was a tad on the large side (in the same way that Nick is a tad accident prone) and always wore clothing too small for her, not so much a muffin top as a six tier wedding cake, hell her idea of a diet was six packets of crisps at lunchtime instead of eight.

Anyway one day I'm working in one of the overflow rooms with the pair of them when she decided to do the Sharon Stone crossed legs bit from Basic Instinct, except she's jammed in place because of the chair arms so the only way she could do it was to jam her hands down either side of her thigh and heft it out managing to sound like a cross between a horny warthog and Russian female shotputter while she was doing it. Now by this point I've finished my shift and could go but this was a disaster in progress and I'm biting my arm to stop from laughing as I can see the poor bugger is turning every shade of green under the sun, especially when she starts trying to flirt with him at the same time. I realise that I can't watch any more of this so I get out as quick as I can and manage to get to the staff room before collapsing in hysterics. Not long after that this rewrite of Bohemian Rhapsody started coming together in my head and then made the rounds, Danny wasn't overly impressed with me for some reason,

weirdly enough she hadn't realised that people were calling her Honey Monster so when she saw a copy of it she was laughing as well.
This is as much of it as I can remember. Yes I know it's purile but I was doing 7 day 80+ hour weeks at that point so I'm allowed a little leeway.
This can't be real life
Just twisted fantasy
Caught in a flesh slide
Trust me you don't want the imagery
Open your eyes
Look up at this sight and scream
I'm just a poor boy
I need your sympathy
And now I'm in her sights
She won't let go
She's bigger than
A hippo
Anywhere the wind blows
It doesn't really matter to me
I have to leave
Honey just killed a man
Put her thighs astride his head
Sat down and how he's dead.
It carried on in that vein.
