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Post by Wheresmefloatgon on Feb 28, 2003 20:36:07 GMT
Every Sunday morning I get up at 6.30AM - put on the kettle, make a brew, and take the dog for a walk along the canal towpath - and every Sunday morning, without fail, I see this fisherman, same swim, week in, week out. I have never seen him catch a fish! So this Sunday morning I decide to ask him how he is doing - "nothing" he says, "Have'nt had a bite all night" He shrinks further into his Wimpey Donkey Jacket. "You're keen", I say, feeling sorry for the guy."I see you every Sunday morning." "I suppose I am" he mutters "Been here since 10 o'clock last night" "You've been here since 10 last night and not had a bite, you are keen." I say, trying my best to cheer him up. "Yeah, I suppose I am" he says "Got married yesterday as well." "You got married yesterday and been here since ten last night - you are bloody keen" I say "What's the matter with the wife then, is she ugly" I politely enquire. "Yeah, she's as ugly as bloody sin" he moans. "What the hell did you marry her for then" I ask "SHE'S GOT WORMS" he says
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