True story - perhaps slightly tenuous though...
I was on a rare business trip away from Edinburgh - to sunny Cardiff.

I was checking in at the hotel reception, and a rather attractive Australian receptionist was attending to me.

Receptionist: "Would you like a newspaper in the morning sir?"

Me: "I don't suppose you could get your hands on a Scotsman for me?"

Receptionist: "I'd love to get my hands on a Scotsman sir!"

Me: "Excellent. What time do you finish?"

Receptionist: "11 o'clock!"

Bingo!
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Thu 5 Mar 2009, 16:02, 1 reply)

Now that's
good! Nice one, matey!
( SpankyHanky, Thu 5 Mar 2009, 16:26, closed)