The large pane of glass fell out of my front window & smashed, I called a glazier & he replaced it. Two days later the glass fell out again so I called the glazier back. While he was replacing the glass again I asked him why my glass keeps falling out he said “its quite common around here it’s down to an animal going round eating the linseed oil in the bonding that holds the glass in place”,
I said “an animal? What kind of animal?”
He said “its a cat. A putty cat”
My mate went to get a tattoo of an Indian on his back. Half way through he said,
……."Don't forget to put a big tomahawk in his hand."
The tattooist said
"For goodness sake, give me a chance mate, I've only just finished his turban!"
My Grandad told me that if I ever get into a proper fight, the best thing to do is put a snooker ball inside a sock.
Worst advice ever. I could barely walk let alone run away.