They call me blunt man...

Once at the pub with two friends, Dave and Luke, I mentioned that I thought Matt's (another of our friends) grandmother was a bitch. There was a reason for this as she'd blanked me in the street or something.

Luke started laughing his ass off while Dave just stared at me. Luke let the odd word out between tears of laughter roughly making out the sentence "That's Dave's nan too mate".

It had completely slipped my mind that they were cousins.

I tried saying something to get out of it but it wasn't happening.

Meanwhile, Luke is sat in the middle pissing himself.

Dave later agreed that she was in fact a bitch.



And on another occasion at the same pub I was enjoying a drink with a friend of mine, his sister and his parents.

I was completely wrecked and someone took a photo of us all then showed us on the screen on the digicam. I asked 'who's that bloke on the end?' to which his mum replied 'that's me!'.

Again I tried to change the subject but the sister was too busy howling as her sense of humour broke.

I'm not very good at changing the subject.
( Regger, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 14:07, Reply)