A mate of mine was working behind the bar and was doing the usual canary jokes, about how I keep a little mirror in my coat pocket when I get lonely, or how I eat cuttlefish.
Sat at the table I quietly went 'prick', and he actually heard it, launched my crisps at me, and the local mammoth 25 stone selwyn stood at the bar, lifted one foot up, and crushed said crisps with his sumo move
Much hilarity ensued, followed by barman mate going "I really f**king hate that word", and I noshed on my bag of crumbs pretending I didn't care
Posted By: pants, May 29, 22:22:27
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