At a party thing
I was invited to someone's night-party who'd got married that day. At the end of the evening, my wife and I went outside as our taxi arrived.
On my way out, I binned the bones of the chicken drumstick I'd grabbed off the buffet table and kept hold of the napkin to wipe my hands with.

I got into the taxi still wiping my hands as we drove away. I didn't want to sit in the car holding onto the napkin, and as the driver's window was open I leaned forward to dispose of the tissue out of the window. However, the wind blew it back in and the driver had a greasy tissue flapping and blowing against his face.

I laughed solidly for 20 mins all the way home.
( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Mon 16 Feb 2009, 17:55, Reply)