Shopping
The wife was dragging me and the kids round Tesco a couple of weeks ago. On the way through the veg area, I picked up some loose spuds and quietly dropped them in the trolley. Next it was off to the clothing area, so the wife could touch the precious things.

Meanwhile I spent a happy ten minutes ramming spuds into the toes of fluffeh slippers and wedging them into the pockets of cardigans. Obviously, I was encouraging the kids to join in, but they wouldn't play.

So if you bought some clothing from Shepton Mallet Tesco in the last week or so and when you got home found a rotting potato festering in your new purchase, then sorry.

Mind you, it's actually quite likely most of the drooling inbreds of Shepton would just think it was some sort of Tesco 'buy any piece of clothing and get a free rotten potato' type deal. In fact, more likely they wouldn't know it was a potato as it wasn't crinkle cut.

I am forty - do I get a lollipop for being good?
(Juan - King of Donkeys shut the fuck up on, Tue 22 Sep 2009, 16:00, 2 replies)

I think I know you
Drummer by any chance?
( uncle bastard is twanging a dan moi, Tue 22 Sep 2009, 18:36, closed)

Nope......
.....trumpet and very, very crap banjo.
(Juan - King of Donkeys shut the fuck up on, Tue 22 Sep 2009, 19:44, closed)