A wolf walked into a pub.

You can finish the joke yourself.

Another HDFDP story. I was sorting books in the charity shop today when a woman picked up a book and hugged it to her chest. She continued to scan the shelves wandering round the room, when she finally found herself standing next to me she showed me the book. It was a crossword puzzle book in perfect condition. She told me that only one thousand were printed and she hadn't expected to ever find a copy. She pointed at the author's name 'Aitken'.

'That's my Dad'. She said.

Oh yeah! The wolf; there was this guy in the pub with a wolf puppet....