A couple were having friends round for dinner and decided to go for a French evening, with snails etc. The man got the shopping list and volunteered to do the shopping, while his wife tidied up. On the way back from the shops he bumped into an old pal and they went for a pint or five. Half рissеd and an hour and a half late, he staggers up to the garden gate. He quickly gets the bag of snails out, lines them up on the path and rings the веll. Before his wife can even think about moaning, the man looks at the snails and says….. “Come on you little fcukers, get a move on, we’re never going to get ready at this fсuкing rate!”
A couple were having friends round for dinner and decided to go for a French evening, with snails etc.
The man got the shopping list and volunteered to do the shopping, while his wife tidied up.
On the way back from the shops he bumped into an old pal and they went for a pint or five.
Half рissеd and an hour and a half late, he staggers up to the garden gate.
He quickly gets the bag of snails out, lines them up on the path and rings the веll.
Before his wife can even think about moaning, the man looks at the snails and says…..
“Come on you little fcukers, get a move on, we’re never going to get ready at this fсuкing rate!”