A Jelly Baby walks into a bar

A Jelly Baby walks into a bar and starts talking to a Smartie.

After a few beers the Smartie says "Ere, a bunch of us are heading to that
new club, fancy tagging along?"

The Jelly Baby says "No mate, I'm a soft centre, I always end up getting my
head kicked in."

"So", Smartie says. "Don't worry about it, I'm a bit of a hard case, I'll
look after you."

Jelly Baby thinks about it for a minute and says "Fair enough, as long as
you'll look after me", and off they go.

After a few more beers in the club, three Lockets walk in.

As soon as he sees them, Smartie hides under the table. The Lockets take
one look at jelly Baby and start kicking him, breaking cola bottles over
his little jelly head, lamping him with little sugary chairs, and generally
having a laugh.

After a while they get bored and walk out. Jelly Baby pulls his battered
Jelly Baby body over to the table and wipes up his Jelly Baby blood.

He turns to Smartie and says, "I thought you were going to look after me."
"I was!" says Smartie, "But those Lockets are ******' menthol!".

Posted By: Erdington Yella, Jan 24, 23:45:23