House Guests
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
"Last week," Ungersven confesses, "I vomited over almost everything in a friend's spare room. The only thing to escape the deluge was the rather attractive (alas engaged) French girl who was sharing the bed with me." Tell us about nightmare guests or Fred West-a-like hosts.
( , Thu 6 Jan 2011, 14:20)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
Kebabs...
I remember dropping into my local kebab shop one evening and deciding to order a plate of the chili con carne and rice from the bain marie in the front instead of my usual lamb wrap. The guy behind the counter looks left, then right and leans forward. "No mate, that's not for you, that's for the drunks idiots who wander in from other suburbs and we never see again. You stick with the kebab". Turns out the chili was the same batch he'd been serving for months, just topped up regularly.
Strangely, that place is no longer there...
( , Tue 11 Jan 2011, 2:31, Reply)
I remember dropping into my local kebab shop one evening and deciding to order a plate of the chili con carne and rice from the bain marie in the front instead of my usual lamb wrap. The guy behind the counter looks left, then right and leans forward. "No mate, that's not for you, that's for the drunks idiots who wander in from other suburbs and we never see again. You stick with the kebab". Turns out the chili was the same batch he'd been serving for months, just topped up regularly.
Strangely, that place is no longer there...
( , Tue 11 Jan 2011, 2:31, Reply)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread