The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
24 October 2009
A lame joke for a dull Saturday
A person strolling through the Olympic Village nocited saw another person carrying a very long bag. He asked: Are you a Pole Vaulter?
The athlete replied, No, I'm German, but how did you know my name was Walter?
5 comments:
Jams, how can I deliver a brickbat? :)
Perhaps it's the chest infection talking, but I found that hilarious!
Mein Gott, Walter!
Jams, Saturday is never that dull in Toronto...
I'm glad it got the desired reaction!
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