An older man approached an attractive younger woman at a shopping mall.
'Excuse me; I can't seem to find my wife. Can you talk to me for a couple of minutes?'
The woman, feeling a bit of compassion for the old fellow, said, 'Of course, sir. Do you know where your wife might be?'
'I have no idea, but every time I talk to a woman with tits like yours, she seems to appear out of nowhere.'
Battle, skirmish or all out War, those empty bottles have a score To settle with those enemies of you and me and our democracy. Because empty bottles are fighting men, who protect us all, again and again And depart the field not to a hero’s chant, and feast NOT in fancy restaurants. Awaiting him is no adulation, the best wishes of a grateful Nation Just a Badge he can wear in a Tesco’s queue. Just a Veterans Badge for a debt so huge.
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