Comedy classic

My dad's favourite gardening fork broke recently, so he asked me if I could try to get him a new handle from the local hardware shop. Yes, that's right, this morning I finally got to walk into a hardware shop and ask for "fork handles".

The woman behind the counter smiled knowingly. "Would that be four candles, or handles for forks?"

I don't know which of us was the most amused.

Filed under: Nonsense

Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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