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he was out one night looking for, er, female company. The taxi driver wasnt very experienced and didnt ubderstand what he was on about, till he said the magic word, hooker.
'Ahh si, si , comprendhe'
The next morning he woke up in a squat, next to some sort of hubbly bubbly apparatus and all of the nerve endings in his lips and tongue had burned out
honest
you just have to be careful over there, thats all I am saying
Where did you say again? Your mate found the only Spanish speaking taxi driver in the Kingdom!!
I assume you have a mate who managed to do himself a mischief in Saudi?
he was out one night looking for, er, female company. The taxi driver wasnt very experienced and didnt ubderstand what he was on about, till he said the magic word, hooker.
'Ahh si, si , comprendhe'
The next morning he woke up in a squat, next to some sort of hubbly bubbly apparatus and all of the nerve endings in his lips and tongue had burned out
honest
you just have to be careful over there, thats all I am saying
Popped out this morning to a little street market - to get some fruit and nibbles.....
Nice looking "Olive & Pickles" Stall...
Point out some mixed olives (with lemons and chillis mixed in)... 8Riyals a Kilo... gotta be worth a punt.... (Thats about £1.50)
Drewster: Could I have some of those please
Friendly Stall Holder: You like Hot... they little hot..... try try...
(Pops olive into small plate and offers to me)
D: (Pops olive in mouth... chews... Mmmmm nice chilli bite) Mmmmm Yes nice... I'll have some...
FSH: (Pots up about a quids worth and offers taster of "Other Thing") You like hot... try... try.... hot!... hot!
D: (Slightly wary - pop "thing" and chews... not as hot as Olive) Errrr. No Thanks...
FSH: (Offers taster of "Other Thing") You try... try.... hot!... hot!
D: (Not as hot as Olive) Errrr. No Thanks...
(Try a couple of others - quite nice but not special)
FSH: (Offers taster of "Other Thing") You try... try.... hot!... hot!
D: (Aaaaaaaarggggggghhhhhhhhh!!! I think someone has just opened the gateway to hell in my mouth) <Splutter><Cough><Gasp>
Glance up through streaming tears to see FSH and his mates pishing themselves laughing, slaps on each others backs, hand shakes 'Kin Barstewards!!!!!!
FSH: Thank you! Thank you <fit of laughter> Here my friend you keep Olives as gift <fits of laughter> Thank you! Thank you!
D: (Through gritted teeth) Ma Salaam! (Something along the lines of "I go in peace"/"I leave you with good wishes")
FSH and his Mates through gaffaws and rib-splitting Ma Salaam!
Drewster staggers of to Starbucks for a Grande Frappocino with extra ice!!!
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