Life is a Journey not a Destination

The Bishop is coming - The Bishop is coming (don't panic - deep breaths) Yes the Bishop is coming to our little church next Sunday and the Vicar wants me to wear my robes (Arghhhhhh!) I hope the moths haven't been hungry. I'm tempted to wear roller skates so I glide like the Mother Superior in the Blues Brothers.

You wake up face down on the pavement.
You jump out of bed in the morning and miss the floor.
You turn on the morning news, and they're showing emergency routes out of London.
Your wife says, "Good Morning, John!" and your name isn't John.
You put both contact lenses in the same eye.
The bird singing outside your window is a vulture.
Your car horn not only gets stuck on but you're also following a group of Hell's Angels on the motorway.
The Gypsy fortuneteller offers to refund your money.
Your boss tells you not to bother to take your coat off.
You wake up to discover that your waterbed has leaked, and then realize that you don't have a waterbed.
It's the morning after the office party and everyone is avoiding you.
Your doctor tells you that you're allergic to chocolate.
You go to put on the clothes you wore home from last night's party and there aren't any.