Barred
I've only ever been barred from one pub, the "Fort St George in England" on Midsummer Common in Cambridge.*
I was part of a group caught drunkenly trying to add our names in biro to a historic signed cricket bat. I still have the pint glass I was holding as I was chucked out.
Where have you been banned from?
*All pubs in Cambridge have posh names like this. 25% fact
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 12:00)
I've only ever been barred from one pub, the "Fort St George in England" on Midsummer Common in Cambridge.*
I was part of a group caught drunkenly trying to add our names in biro to a historic signed cricket bat. I still have the pint glass I was holding as I was chucked out.
Where have you been banned from?
*All pubs in Cambridge have posh names like this. 25% fact
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 12:00)
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Oh the hilarity
It was during my university days I got banned from my local for the following offences.
Asking the barmaid if I could put her titty milk in my beer.
Asking the barman if I could put his titty milk in my beer
Getting my willy out putting on an (attempted) Irish accent and saying "Hello der barman im a penis, I was wondering if I could have a slice of lemon and a jacket potato." (It was funny at the time.)
Licking my hairy (male) friends belly button in front of all the other customers.
Going outside only to return with a discarded umbrella which i maintaned was Bernard the angry kitten.
It was when I asked the Barman if he and his blouse bunnies were up for a good time that finally got me thrown out.
The last laughs on him though, because I pooed in the sink shortly before leaving.
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 23:16, Reply)
It was during my university days I got banned from my local for the following offences.
Asking the barmaid if I could put her titty milk in my beer.
Asking the barman if I could put his titty milk in my beer
Getting my willy out putting on an (attempted) Irish accent and saying "Hello der barman im a penis, I was wondering if I could have a slice of lemon and a jacket potato." (It was funny at the time.)
Licking my hairy (male) friends belly button in front of all the other customers.
Going outside only to return with a discarded umbrella which i maintaned was Bernard the angry kitten.
It was when I asked the Barman if he and his blouse bunnies were up for a good time that finally got me thrown out.
The last laughs on him though, because I pooed in the sink shortly before leaving.
( , Thu 31 Aug 2006, 23:16, Reply)
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