One day there was a little green man who came home from his little green job.
He got to his little green door, opened it, stepped inside, hung up his little green coat and decided to run his little green bath while he drank a little cup of green tea.
As soon as his little green bath was full, he took off his little green clothes, stepped into his little green bath and lowered his little green butt down.
Just as he started to relax someone rang his little green doorbell. "f
king hell!" he yelled as he stepped out of his little green bath, wrapped a little green towel round himself, went down his little green stairs and opened his little green door.
There stood a young woman who started apologizing for disturbing him when a gust of wind blew his little green towel off him.
She screamed in horror, ran across the street and got hit by a speeding car and was pronounced dead at the scene of the accident.
Moral of the story: Never run across the road when the little green man is flashing.