Life is a
funny old thing don cha know! Occasionally The Lord sends one a
challenge that requires intellect, astuteness and a shear expanse of
mental capacity to get oneself out of a sticky situation.
Unfortunately for
one, one has none of these traits so one usually has to rely on the
reserves of wit, bolshiness and lying to get out of one's sticky
situations. And this was what happened the other day whilst walking in a
public park. One doesn't normally walk in public parks but one needed
to reaffirm just how rich one was by comparing its size to the vast
acorage of one's own estates dotted around the place.
Anyway, one's
mood was of a hearty disposition, one even got a passer-by to donate
some money to a beggar. One saw a young couple, obviously intoxicated by
love and the excitement of the impending birth of their baby, strolling
towards my good self. I thought I would share my heartiness and pay
them both my compliments.
SPWA: Congratulations!
Female Prole: What do you mean?
SPWA: Your child?
Male Prole: What are you talking about?
SPWA: (pointing to stomach) That. When is it due?
Female Prole: When is what due?
SPWA: This thing, you two have obviously been at it.
This was when one
realised that the female prole was not in fact expecting offspring at
all. This was where one's wit took charge to try to lighten the tense
situation.
SPWA: Oh I see you are obese!
Male Prole: What?!
SPWA: One thought this chappie here had got you pregnant
Male Prole: This is my sister.
SPWA: I always say 'never judge a person by their obesity Male Prole: You got a problem mate?
SPWA: Underneath all that blubber there is a human being.
Male Prole: I don't like you mate!
One then proceeded to walk away sharpish before the two proles became violent.
Are going all soft Sir Percy! This is apalling; trying to engage with the Lumpen Proleteriat!highly irregular
ReplyDeleteyou should do what i do, amd use them for target practice in the clay pidgeon shoot.
What ho!!
Shankers
My God Shankers you are right! What was I thinking???? I must be some kind of fool! That's the last time I walk around in a good mood! I must have gone all doolaly!
ReplyDeleteBut your remedy appears sound. I'll have their sorry entrails blasted all over the estate by Friday morning, mark my words
Oh and err thanks for putting me back on the straight and narrow. Close call that one!
SPWA