The Theory

You’ve Got An Itchy Jumper On (Happy Lizard)

Red Dust From Mars

Upon the morn did Rita shine. Her head bobbing up and down. Groans were heard coming from the room. Then the words ‘faster’,’faster’,’FASTER’. Ginny walked into the room to see Rita on the exercise bike and Brian bashing  the controls of the deficient treadmill. ‘Hi Brian, Rita!’ said Ginny cheerily ‘This piece of shit won’t go