We're sitting weatching telly, talking about our families.
Gina: Well as you know I'm the quietest way in my family.
Steve (spluttering on his drink): Well that's a high bar!
Gina: What d'ya mean?
Steve: There's not much in it.
Gina continues to look at Steve in amazement until he gets up and mumbles he needs to sort out his computer.
I must be the quietest one. When I'm with my family its really hard to get a word in.
1 comment:
Errr, I take the 5th, as the Americans might say!
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