After about 60/65 minutes, crowd got into a rendition of SUFTUM. Gusher, spotting two lovely ladies singing along, says, "I wonder do they know the words to the second verse."
McWhirter wonders aloud, "Is there a second verse? . . ."
rorybestsbigbaldnoggin wrote:After about 60/65 minutes, crowd got into a rendition of SUFTUM. Gusher, spotting two lovely ladies singing along, says, "I wonder do they know the words to the second verse."
McWhirter wonders aloud, "Is there a second verse? . . ."
rorybestsbigbaldnoggin wrote:After about 60/65 minutes, crowd got into a rendition of SUFTUM. Gusher, spotting two lovely ladies singing along, says, "I wonder do they know the words to the second verse."
McWhirter wonders aloud, "Is there a second verse? . . ."
Gusher's response: "Sssssshhhhhhhh . . ."
Ah typical.
Most of Gusher's humour is that far over their (Constable/McWhirter's) heads they cannot even see the bottom of it.
big mervyn wrote:Not quite on topic but heard a good Liam Beckett wan on the radio which Gusher could have stolen for the 2nd half:
he couldn't pass a sandwich at a wake
Just to continue the off-topic. Liam is a head-case. Funny guy.
Couple of years ago he was commentating at the North West 200. He was bemoaning a delay and said he had a wedding to go to. When asked who's wedding it was he replied "my daughter's, sure I told them they could have it any weekend except this one but they went ahead anyway. They're gonna stick a bit of tinfoil over me dinner and I'll go later".
And he was deadly serious.
Never wrestle with a pig. You end up covered in muck and the pig loves it.
