One more
I was consulting again, this time in London. A colleague and I were working on a very good site. Our main site contact was a nice guy, friendly, and helpful. He was also out, and flamboyant. He'd happily discuss his conquests, his many games of hide the sausage, and all sorts.

So, my colleague and I were building servers in a machine room, and talking about the customer guys. The convo got onto this particular gentleman, and we both agreed he was a top bloke. Then we both cracked up.

We got ourselves mostly sorted, managed to stop laughing, and started breathing normally. Then came the ugly moment of comparing what we'd been about to say.

I'd been about to say "Yeah, you always know he'd be straight with you!"

However, we decided that he'd won with the utterly stupendous comment: "Yeah, he wouldn't stab you in the back!"

Luckily the machine room was nowhere near the office where this chap worked.
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Wed 28 Jul 2010, 22:59, Reply)