"Waiter! Waiter! There's a fly in my soup!"
"... I'm sorry Sir,... btw who let you in here without a jacket. We have a jacket policy in this restaurant"
" but I'm wearing a jacket. "
"No you're not"
"Yes I am. Look..."
"That's not a jacket"
"Yes it is"
"Where did you get it?"
"John Simons"
"I'm sorry I don't believe you. That's not a jacket. It looks like it comes from Space"
"No it comes from Madagascar. Little children made it"
"What's it made of?"
"Nettles."
"...How much was it?"
"All in... about £500"
"Just leave"
"Fine"
*Man stands up and makes for the door*
*waiter mumbles* "oh dear lord it's a suit"
Liam,up there with the funniest posts I have read on here.
/\ J'ai appris un noveau mot aujord'hui: branleur. Aussi: connasse.
The Clarney.
Jokes aside, I'm really stoked about the vintage ivy suit my wife bought me as a surprise birthday present. I came home earlier than usual yesterday afternoon and there it was, draped over a chair in the bedroom.
Anyone know of a competent alterations service that can remove a 'JFM' monogram?
^
HAHA.
Damn, Liam got me going too.
Heehee.
What did the Ivy aficionado say to the Ivy ignoramus when asked to define Ivy?
I don't know. He went off on this loooonnnng rant that had all these tangents and confused pseudo-histories. I eventually just got up and left.
/thread.
Last edited by stanshall (2013-09-04 10:23:32)
On topic per usual, Stanshall.
I'd didn't know that Jimmy had applied for Harvard.
Last edited by Bishop of Briggs (2013-09-05 14:26:11)
Haha
An ivyist and an aquintance are having a beer.
“I saw you the other day”, says the guy. “Who was the woman you were with? Your grandmother?”.
The ivyist shakes his head. “Um, no. My wife.”.
“Oh, um, sorry about the “grandmother”. I just thought she is a bit …too old for being anything else.”
“Well you know, younger women just don’t have the same quality as the boom years women. And she’s actually NOS, she just left the monastery she entered when her first husband got killed in Vietnam a week after their marriage.”
To be fair Axe - if she'd been in a monastery (as opposed to a nunnery) she'd be distinctly "used, with signs of wear"rather than "NOS". ( : But it's very churlish of me to point it out to someone who's English is impeccable, despite being a second language!
Haha. The hapless ad man!