Can I take this seat?
In a cheesy club in Scotland a few years back with a few mates, thoroughly pissed and trying to find a seat or couch or something to avoid the constant threat of being bumped into by people with pints of diesel or b&h superking cigs or both.

We find a table with 4 seats so we sit down, however there was 5 of us and the 5th member of our ensemble was a shy ginger bloke named Tony, with a terrible stutter, which was made even worse due to him being inebriated.

We spy a table of girls next to us who happened to have a spare seat, so we told Tony to go fetch, knowing that he'd be nervous about having to speak to 3 fitties, especially in front of his mates.

"C....c....can I take this seat p..please?"

"Yeah go for it" the girls chimed back in unison, stifling a titter.

Cue Tony grabbing the seat only to find its one of those kind thats fixed to the ground
and its not budging whatsoever.

End result, roars of laughter from us, the table of girls, and a passing bouncer, plus Tony looking like he's trying to reenact a scene from The Sword in the Stone.

"Um I'll j....j...just leave it there" he whimpered before retreating rapidly, the laughter still raining down on him in floods

Did we know the seats were nailed down before we sent him over?


Of course we fucking did!
(Don't tell him Pike i'll probably just stay in, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 1:08, Reply)