I was chatting to a mate in the pub- who loves jokes- and I was telling him a little story. So I began my tale: “I went to see a Gypsy fortune teller the other day, who put me in touch with me dead grandfather. After we had finished and I had paid her, she smiled at me and in a jolly voice said she had really enjoy the session- So I smacked her in the face! “My smartarse mate chipped in, “Ha ha- That’s because you LIKE TO STRIKE A HAPPY MEDIUM isn’t it!” I replied, “No, it’s because I can’t f****** stand gypsies.”
I was chatting to a mate in the pub- who loves jokes- and I was telling him a little story. So I began my tale:
“I went to see a Gypsy fortune teller the other day, who put me in touch with me dead grandfather. After we had finished and I had paid her, she smiled at me and in a jolly voice said she had really enjoy the session- So I smacked her in the face! “My smartarse mate chipped in, “Ha ha- That’s because you LIKE TO STRIKE A HAPPY MEDIUM isn’t it!” I replied, “No, it’s because I can’t f****** stand gypsies.”