I'd be surprised if you remembered anything two hours into the night. Here should go a joke about Catholics and alcohol. Come to think of it, we're a joke waiting to happen as it is. Three men walk into a bar -- a Catholic, a half-Jew and -- what the hell is Terry, again?
There should be. In third year I wanted to be Catholic to have an excuse to drink wine, I even owled mum, and she gave me the standard 'if your friends jumped off a cliff, would you too?' speech.
Yeah. For the purposes of this conversation, "the son of a scientist" might do the trick. Maybe.
Alright. It wasn't that good a beginning of a joke. I admit defeat.
Was it?
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Especially when you tried to hug us and slurred "I love you, guys!"
I think Terry's still in shock.
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And Terry is Terry. I don't think it would carry to just say he's a Boot or whatever though so I don't know.
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Yeah. For the purposes of this conversation, "the son of a scientist" might do the trick. Maybe.
Alright. It wasn't that good a beginning of a joke. I admit defeat.
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