Which end of the bath do you sit then?
Was a 'joke' chat-up line I heard a mate describe once at school, and for some reason it made me laugh.

Years later, as a first year undergraduate, I was taking the long, slow cross-country train home for Christmas and shared a compartment with a gorgeous woman with feline eyes and honey-coloured hair. After some general what-course-are-you-on pleasantries, the conversation lulled and she looked worrying close to getting out a book to read, so to keep the chatter going I wheeled out "So, which end of the bath do you sit then?"

She comes back with "It depends whether I'm sharing it with my boyfriend or not", and puts nose in book.

As it turned out, we met again later the next term, while I was recovering from being hit by a car while walking back to halls of residence, and we became good pals for quite a while but that's another story.
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Mon 22 Feb 2010, 16:34, Reply)