he was grand on Sunday afternoon,

and then around 9pm

just after x-factor,

he started getting anxious and irritable

Then i woke up on Monday morning,

he was stone cold!

Tell me about your husbands job

He works 9-5, he hates his boss

He stares at a computer all day long

and he has a two and a half hour commute home.

There's nothing wrong with your husband.

He's dead!

Oh he's not dead

He's simply...

living for the weekend

Oh god!

We see it all the time

Early 30s, steady job

no kids, zero chance of promotion.

What can we do?

I wouldn't hold out much hope

His CV is weak,

his ambition is falling rapidly

and there seems to be...

A large rut

he's stuck in.

Will he get worse?

The best we can hope for,

Is a big fat redundancy package

Well we could go on holiday?

Or he could go back to college!

We need to manage our expectations.

At age 34, your husband's hangovers

are now stretching into Tuesday,

His brain function isn't fully restored

until late on Wednesday afternoon

Before you know it, it's casual Friday

and he's got Black Eyed Peas on the radio.

He just loves and epic sesh!

However, I don't see any reason why

he couldnt return to work this afternoon.

He's dead!

Oh he's only brain dead,

which means he should still be able to perform

most of his day to day office duties

But what if it's more serious?

We'll keep him in for a few extra days but

in my professional opinion, your husbands simply

'Bored off his tits'

*life support machine*

Doctor! Doctor!

He's waking up!

Time of revival,

Friday, 5pm

Oh darling, it's good to see you

Enjoy your husband Mrs. Fahey,

He has 48 hours to live.

What?!

*Black eyed peas*