My nan survived everything Hitler threw at her.
Ironically, she'll probably die this winter from having a gas bill bigger than his.
I've just bought the British Gas advent calendar.
Every time I open a door a granny dies of hypothermia.
Snow; Gods way of saying 'Well, we don't really need this many old people, do we?'
My nan always used to say to me, "Never wear your coat in the house or you won't feel the benefit when you go back out."
So I had no sympathy for her when she couldn't pay her gas bill and died of hypothermia.
Just to spite British Gas, if I die of hypothermia this winter I've arranged to be buried rather than cremated.
Well done to the 'Big Six' energy companies, for their efforts to alleviate the pensions crisis this winter.
My advice to survive this Winter.
Wear gloves and if you fall make sure you hold on to your purse.
My grandad died of the blues on a Monday morning.
Technically it said 'hypothermia' on the death certificate.
"This little piggy went to market, this little-"
A tear ran down Dave's cheek as he realised his son's frostbite had taken a turn for the worst.
Want to feel the ice cold refreshment of Coors light?
Thanks to British gas, 1100 pensioners will this Christmas