Steve Harmison* just declined a pint from me
*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steve_Harmison

Was just out having a couple/several pints with a bunch of chums this evening. We ended up in one of our many locals which is regularly frequented by Steve (as it is his local too). He's such a lovely bloke, completely earthed and all that. The biggest problem for me having a chat with him is his height (6'4") as it gives me a crick in my spondylotic neck.

So, I sauntered up to him this evening and asked if I could buy him a pint.

"Why on earth do you want to buy me a pint?" asks he.

To which I respond, "Coz yer a geet muckle canny lad 'n' the cricket's been a bit shite."

"I'm only staying for one more then heading off home."

"Well, let me buy your one more then!" exclaimed I.

"Nah thanks, Brian's getting one in for me."

EDIT/
What I should've then said was, "Are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure?"
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sat 15 Aug 2009, 23:48, 4 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

"Coz yer a geet muckle canny lad 'n' the cricket's been a bit shite."
Terribly sorry old girl but I'm from the south and I have no idea what the first bit of that means.
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Sat 15 Aug 2009, 23:55, Reply)

er, translation :
"Because you're an awfully decent chap and you've had a jolly bad turn with the cricket lately."
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sun 16 Aug 2009, 0:32, Reply)

Did he not even want a bag of pork scratchings or something?
Ungrateful git.
(Paolo Nutini's Bikini Better than Frederick Fleet's optometrist, Sun 16 Aug 2009, 11:39, Reply)

Nor did he want:
chicken itchings, doggy scabs....
( Tourette's ( . )( . ) has a monkey hair in her fried egg, Sun 16 Aug 2009, 12:50, Reply)