
As it would at a 40th birthday, once the tequila’s had come out, the conversation moved to Tunisia.
“What is in Tunisia?” asked the doctor.
“Carthage!” said Nikki, “I’ve been there, it’s where Hannibal launched his attack over the Alps.”
“Are you sure” asked the stud.
“Oh yes”, said Nikki, “he came up through Spain”
(Nikki is a man by the way, odd name for a man, but then he’s a pom, so there you go.)
“Bullshit!” We all replied, how did he get his army across the sea.
“Boats you idiots”
“What about the elephants?”
“Bigger boats”
“So, what if they got seasick?”
Mmmmmmm
Five minutes quite thought, quiet sipping of drinks.
“Hey, how do elephants vomit?” we obviously wondered next, “through their mouths or through their trunks?”
Mmm. Not sure. Good question.
Ten minute debate. No consensus reached.
Let’s have another tequila, eh.
“Hey”, said the handsome charming one, “Talking of elephants, I once saw a YouTube clip of a man with his head up an elephants arse.”
“Bullshit agent.”
“No really.”
“No, Bullshit.”
“No really okes, I did, I bet you I did”
I bet you a good book that I would enjoy reading.
So here you are you middle aged bastards.
Pay up, buggers.
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