Last night I was at party round at my mates' house for a few hours. Things lulled in the living room for a bit, so I decided to cast what, in word bomb parlance, would be classed as a weapon of mass destruction.
'Two pigs in a bath,' I said. 'One says "Pass the soap." The other says "What do you think I am? A radio?"'
An hour of frustration, confusion, and laughter followed. I'm surprised nobody hit me.
(Credit where credit's due... thanks to Paul Phelan for that one, way back in the Belmont Lounge in late 1993. Poor Karen O'Flaherty spent almost a month trying to work it out.)
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