Why you should never question a drunk
A woman was shopping at a supermarket near Lympstone where she selected:
a half-gallon of skimmed milk,
a carton of 6 eggs,
a large carton of gout giving orange juice,
a head of lettuce,
a 1 kg pack of coffee and
a 10 rasher package of bacon.
As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunken bootneck recently thrown out of his house by the labour government, standing behind her watched as she placed the items in front of the cashier. While the cashier was ringing up her purchases, the drunken Royal calmly stated, “You must be single.”
The woman was a bit startled by this proclamation, but she was intrigued by the derelict’s intuition, since she was indeed single. She looked at her six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about her selections that could have tipped off the drunk to her marital status. Curiosity getting the better of her, she said “Well, you know what, you’re absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know that?”
The drunken sage replied, “Cause you’re ugly.”
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