AAHH! Sunday lunch.
Good old Trigger. The following banter took place.
Obe-Wan. "When do you retire Trigger?"
Trigger. "Three years, but I'm not going to fully retire. I might become a male escort".
Voice from the back. "You've got more chance of becoming a Ford Escort".
Trigger. "Bollocks."
Charming.
Trigger. "Why do you lot go on about gardening all the time?"
Obe-Wan. "It's called a hobby , The Poacher talks about fishing, John talks about golf and motorbikes, The beer monster talks about everything........."
Sharon. "And you talk about crap!"
Trigger. (silence).
The bar. LAUGHTER!!
8 comments:
A male escort? Really? You never know there may be a female Trigger out there needing an escort.
Love Sharon.
There's a few mad women on this blog! (Scarpers sharpish!)
lol I'd like to be a fly on the wall !!
the pub seriously sounds like a sitcom lol.
Phoenix, you have no idea!!
Ford escort!!!!
Still laughing. . .but I'm simple like that.
AAhhh........... Call me soft, but I feel a bit sorry for poor old Trigger!!
Softie...he loves it!!!!!!
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