Waiter Waiter.
There's an elephant in my soup.
Jesus Christ the son of a self employed joiner, said the waiter.
How the bloody hell did i miss that.
PS.
He should have went to spec savers.
Waiter Waiter.
There's an elephant in my soup.
Jesus Christ the son of a self employed joiner, said the waiter.
How the bloody hell did i miss that.
PS.
He should have went to spec savers.
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A great laugh this morning - thank you.
Thank you Lorna.
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