After dedication to work far above his usual slothfulness never mind the call of duty, Billy decided to call his boss one morning to tell him that he was staying at home because he was, unfortunately, under the weather (not to mention the duvet).
Deeply concerned at this being so out of character his boss needed to know the matter at hand.
"I have a case of anal glaucoma,"
groaned Billy in a weak voice.
Slightly less sympathetically his boss retorted,
"And what the hell is anal glaucoma?"
So Billy carefully explained,
"I just can't see my arse coming into work today."
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