You had to be there.
So I was having a cuppa tea and a few games of chess with my friend Mikey last night when the phone rang. Mikey said, "Word... Sure, I'll bring my English friend... Word. Word word word word word word.".
Ten minutes later I'm sipping beer with Mikey, Nick the Greek, and a couple of lads called Matt and Pete. Nick the Greek is a riot; a self-styled lothario with a thick accent, more hair gel than all of Blazing Squad and the weirdest sense of humour I've ever encountered. Over the course of the next few hours he told the most offensive jokes in the world, only made funny by the fact that the punchline of every joke was "Chicks love that.".
I dunno, I guess you really had to be there, but I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Beer was coming out of my nose.
Ten minutes later I'm sipping beer with Mikey, Nick the Greek, and a couple of lads called Matt and Pete. Nick the Greek is a riot; a self-styled lothario with a thick accent, more hair gel than all of Blazing Squad and the weirdest sense of humour I've ever encountered. Over the course of the next few hours he told the most offensive jokes in the world, only made funny by the fact that the punchline of every joke was "Chicks love that.".
I dunno, I guess you really had to be there, but I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Beer was coming out of my nose.
posted by Tim at
1:26 PM
2 Comments:
better than pulling sausage skin out of your bum, eh tim?
By
Matt, at 11:21 AM
Sometimes I prefer tea to beer. Most of the time in fact. Nasal drinks aren't fun no matter what they are. The moral of the story here is, don't go to America and meet greek people. We have a greek here, we call him greek tom. Although actually he is half palestinian and has british citizenship (to avoid greek army service). Anyhoo, that's by the by. Bye Bye
By
Adam, at 6:08 AM
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