Ades_Dancin_Shoes wrote:My Mrs has been known to put her foot in it by being the most stupidest bastard ever sometimes. Some examples of this are...
Me and a few mates were watching football one night when she came in...
Jen 'how long is left'
Me 'second halfs just kicked off'
Jen 'how many halves are there?'
The clue is in the word 'half'.
I could write a book of these myself.
I knew a girl called Zoe and if you spent a day with her she would come out with at least 3 by the end of the day.
This is the one of her classics:
She's watching a documentary about agorophobia sufferers and she says "It must be terrible to be too frightened to leave your own home - those poor homophobics."
Another time she also said, as we came out of a shop:
"Did you see that bloke in there?"
Me: "Which one?"
Her: "I don't know.."
Once we were in a Greek restaurant in Chiswick called 'Kalamari'.
She read the menu for 20 minutes and then said "Do you think they serve Kalamari in here?"
Always good for a laugh she is.