well it’s christmas Eve and you need a few bits from the super market . You get in the lift on the top floor of car park , and just as the doors are about to close , a younger well dressed lady wants to come aboard just as the doors are closing ..................... Well I put my hand in to stop the doors closing and she came in ...... Do I go down ? Can’t go up ? Do I go to the basement ? She starts stroking her hair .......... then she talks .............. She’s northern ............ I go down .............. She says thank you and rolls her eyes ........ Off she goes We meet in the odd isle ........ It’s time to leave .......... By this time Betty is with me ,we walk to the lift and who is waiting to go up ? ......... She says oooooow hello we must stop meeting like this Sooooooo what do you say huh come on what ? ..................... Guess what she’s parked right next too us . Twas funny ,well they do talk like that Has it ever happened to you ?
This is the first image that sprang to mind Barney Griswald Rubble Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
