[Kyle]

Leather trumpet and Kirk Lancaster are walking down the street when Leather Trumpet trips over a mirror that is left on the floor. As he gets to his feet he picks up the mirror and takes a long hard look in it.

"Hhmmm" he says. "This person looks familiar but I can't for the life of me work out who it is"

"Give me that" snaps Kirk in an impatient fit and he takes it to look in. "Ah you idiot, how could you not recognise who that was, it's me!"