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Post by mss on Oct 26, 2006 1:06:10 GMT
A musician bloke wakes up one lunchtime and his pregnant wife says " I've got one of my cravings, I really fancy some snails, will you go down to the local market and get me some?" So off he goes to the market and finds a stall selling live snails. "How much are they" he asks. " Fifty pence each " comes the reply, " or you can have the whole glass jar full for £10". "I'll take the jar " he says putting it under his arm. On his way back he bumps into an old mate whom he hasn't seen for years. "Let's have a beer for old times' sake" says the old mate. "I'd better not cos the wife's waiting for me to get back home with these snails" he says. "Aww, go on, one beer won't hurt" the friend says. So off they go to the pub where one drink becomes two, becomes three.... Hours later the guy arrives home totally p***ed and drops the jar on the steps outside the front door, glass and snails everywhere. His wife hears the crash, pulls open the door and yells " where the hell have you been?" "Come on lads, it's not much further!" Edited to include a more appropriate heading
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