I met a bloke on holiday in Greece once who used to be a butcher. He had a pig's head on

the rear parcel shelf of his Astra, with lights in the eye-sockets that lit up when he braked. He was called Phil and was from Scotland.

David and Marion from Burnley said to us on the third night we were there: "Lads, that guy Phil you talk to in here sometimes walks along the beach playing with his cock".

Posted By: malkybarkid, Apr 15, 12:54:08