there's a guy in a works canteen....
.. sat at a table eating his meal, when this bloke with sores and ulcers all over his face walks up carrying a tray.

'do you mind if i sit here' says the bloke with the tray 'it's just all the other seats are taken'

'no problem' says the guy at the table

'are you sure' says the guy with the tray ' it's just that i have leprosy, I fully understand if you find that concept or my appearance unpalatable'

'as I said, no problem' repeats the seated guy.

presently the leper sits down and starts to tuck into his food, after a while he happens to glace up at the guy seated across from him, as he does so he notices the guy looking at him and gagging as if about to spew up.

'Look really' says the leper 'if you find my appearance offensive I will move'

'no' says the guy 'it's not you'

The leper doubting this claim reluctantly continues his meal, quite soon after catches sight of the guy biting his hand to stop himself throwing up....

'I will MOVE if you WANT ME to, it's not a problem you know' exclaims the leper

'No really it's not you, honestly' says the guy.

Again the leper returns to his meal but still suspicious of his companion chances another glance up just as.

'UUUULP! BLEEEAAAAAARGH!' the guy across from the leper barfs up his lunch, there's diced carrot soup and all sorts of nasty steaming shit splattered all over the table..

'See! SEEE!' cries the leper 'I KNEW IT!, it's my fault ISN'T IT!, I knew this would happen! all you needed to do was tell me sit somewhere else!'

'IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT!' says the guy wiping spew off his chin

'not my fault?, NOT MY FAULT? if it's not my FAULT THEN WHO'S IS IT EH?' wails the leper...

'It that fucking cunt there behind you' says the man pointing at the next table 'dipping his fucking chips in your neck'....
(d1x1e, Fri 10 Sep 2004, 14:37, Reply)