Feb
17
More conversational brilliance from my office.
Further to the sparkling dialogue we witnessed this morning, I’ve just heard the best start to an anecdote EVER from one of my colleagues:
“I was well pissed off, ‘cos I was eating a pasty, and the police were in the way…”
You know any story that kicks of with that is going to be a winner.
From the same raconteur and wit who bought us this Wildean quip:
“There was this little Arab woman behind the counter in the airport, I’d had a few to drink, and before I knew it I had thirty quid of Toblerones under my arm!”
I believe Churchill once told a similar story.
