As a drunk guy staggers out of the bar one Friday evening; a fire
engine races past, siren wailing and lights flashing. Immediately,
the drunk starts chasing the engine, running as fast as he can until
eventually he collapses, gasping for breath.
In a last act of desperation he shouts after the fire engine, "If
that's the way you want it, you can keep your bloody ice cream!"
engine races past, siren wailing and lights flashing. Immediately,
the drunk starts chasing the engine, running as fast as he can until
eventually he collapses, gasping for breath.
In a last act of desperation he shouts after the fire engine, "If
that's the way you want it, you can keep your bloody ice cream!"