...of quizzes, the wolf-criers from last week returned to the quiz on Monday. I tend to go round the teams to ask if they want any questions repeated before swapping papers for marking. One of the young ladies from the team of six asked for a question about EasyEverything repeated.
Lemonsquash : 'EasyEverything is the world's biggest what ?'
Young Lady : Can we have a clue ?
Lemonsquash : 'Fraid not.
Young 'Lady' : Go on... If you give us a clue, I'll give you a blow-job.
The rest of her team seemed even more aghast than me. Sans shame! A short while later, I passed a bloke member of her team going to the gents. I bid him "Hello," and all I got in return was a Bash Street Kids-style dagger stare. Guessing that's her chap, then. Not my fault your girlfriend's a slut, old chum.
