Tuesday, July 27, 2004

...gone, but not forgotten...

More of my conversation with David at the weekend:

D: So how did you find out that guy had a glass knacker? Did he just volunteer it?

B: I noticed that one was heavier than the other and asked him about it.

D: Was it cancer?

B: No, apparently it was some sort of sexual accident. He wouldn't go into details, though...

D: I wonder why they don't make them hollow, so they weigh the same...

B: Because if someone groped you too hard you'd end up with a scrotum full of broken glass.