Back when I was in my early 20's
I used to hang around with a big group of people. Not all of them, all the time, but most nights there were a dozen of about 20 semi-regulars in "our" pub. And a lot of the time people were in entirely different states of sobriety - some were on a serious session, some were just getting drunk, and some were just hanging out.

On this particular occasion about 10 of us had taken over 3 tables and the hardcore drinkers, me included, were at one end. We'd been playing drinking games and I was pretty much into "I'm just going to rest my head on the table for a bit" stage.

Somehow the conversation at the other end of the table filtered into my brain over the noise of the jukebox and various too-loud people surrounding me, and I realised that E, a lovely young lass, was bemoaning her latest breakup by enumerating the guy's many flaws, obvious only in hindsight. Plaintively she cried, "Why can I only get shit boyfriends?"

Aha! I felt confident I knew the answer to this one! Into the silence as the jukebox switched tracks and those around her looked for a supportive comment, I raised my head from the pillow of my arms and loudly declared,

"It's because you're fat."

Satisfied I'd solved the problem, I put my head back down again and went back to resting my eyes.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Thu 12 May 2011, 22:27, 2 replies)

hahaha
love it. I did a similar thing but then 'had a word' with her large polish husband. wasn't fun. top marks to you though.
( Filthy narwhal titty titty tits tits tits, Fri 13 May 2011, 0:05, closed)

I have no excuse
other than being young and a bit of a cunt.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 13 May 2011, 12:31, closed)