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Keeky Gob |
T-N, I was wandering around Glasgow the other night, on the prowl so to say. I frequented many a bar up Clanmarragh Road and stood a pint and a dram in each. By the end of the night I thought I'd pulled one bonnie lassie only to be asked if a tramp had dumped in me mouth. Whatever am I to do, I did brush my tooth a week last Friday so it canna be hygiene problems can it?
Jock McCoch |
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Reply from Ming Campbell |
| Dear Jock, I know of where you speak and used to frequent the bars of that road many times in my youth. You are correct, it canna be hygiene so that only leaves me with one possibility. Perhaps in your state of inebriation you frequented Big Bertha's Take Away and partook of the house speciality Deep Fried Curry on a bed of deep fried rancid squid's eyes, mushy peas and gravy. Once I am elected as leader of the Lib Dems I will march on Glasgow and petition the outlaw of this and similar meals served in Scotland. Vote Me, Vote Lib Dems |
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Reply from Terry Wogan |
Jock, The moral of the story here is either clean your teeth or don't snog the face off the girl until she's completely unconscious with the drink. |
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Reply from Billie Piper |
| Dear Jock, You didn't happen to bump into Chris Evans and let him snog you did you? |
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Reply from Chris Evans |
Jock, I was on Clanmarragh Road week last Friday, but I was desperately searching for my ex-wife's talent, not looking for male company. Bitch. |
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Reply from Joch McCoch |
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Thanks for all your replies, big help. I think I'll go for Terry's advice as I steer away from Big Bertha's these days. Or perhaps a tramp did dump in me gob, who knows. Anyone for a wee swallee? |
