Yesterday I was serving at my dads pub, when this couple with a pushchair came in. They approached the bar and asked me for a drinks and a menu, I told them I could not serve them, when they asked why, and I said I did not have to give a reason. After the usual protests they left. The reason I did not serve them was their baby was so ugly it would scare the customers and put them off their food! Should I have let them in as they were hungry, as long as they left the baby outside? I think they were Americans and the baby gurgled in a Russian gurgle accent.
Now there's something Ratter15 have you ever had Turnip, My other half reckons that the swedes he grows on the allotment are what me and many others throughout our lives have reffered to as Turnip, he thinks I have never in my life eaten Turnip.
Well in all fairness RATTER, it has to be a parsnip, unless the rabbit really has painted the wheelbarrow purple again, and in which case, if he has, then I'm afraid the plaid waistcoat isn't going to fit the prize bullock anyway is it?