Two lovely sisters
A friend of mine has two lovely sisters (which stir the old tingly feeling in my conkers whenever I see them) called Lindsey and Annette.

Anyhows, a good few years back they started work as barmaids at a nightclub called Gaff's.

One evening, a few days into their employment, they had been serving drinks drinks for a few hours when the boss and the bar manager came over looking severely pissed off.

He duly took them to one side and proceeded to roast them over how they had been charging the wrong price for shots and loosing them money and that they should get their coats and leave.

The girls were very upset about this having explained that they were only charging the price that was on the board.

Later on, the bar manager went to cover the bar and realised that the prices on the board were wrong and that it wasn't the girls mistake after all.

He went to the boss and explained this and, realising the mistake, the boss said "They can have their jobs back; Lindsey will work in Gaff's..."

"...and so shall Annette work in Gaff's".

I'm so, so, sorry. I just have a boring life. I don't do social networking sites because I'd only attract other sad individuals.

Click "I Like This" if you want me to die horribly (and see the video of my death on YouTube).
( brown-wings Made with three kinds of butter, Thu 11 Sep 2008, 20:53, 2 replies)

un-flame-related (maybe the only one)
There's an infamous newsagent in Fallowfield, Manchester by the name of Gaff's...well, I say newsagent, more illegal DVD trafficker, seller of cutprice alcohol and weed to persons who know the code word.

Apologies for off-topic-ness, you caught my eye.
(Holloway_Girl To err is to be human, to be a fool is to believe, Thu 11 Sep 2008, 21:26, closed)

I was there
when Gaffs bought the place next door and set up their pornDVD empire.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 11 Sep 2008, 22:12, closed)