Two women walk up to the bar. I assume they were mother and daughter.
Daughter: Could we have two pints of Fosters please?
Me: I'm sorry, we've run out of Fosters at the moment. The delivery is running a little late...
Daughter: Yooooouuuuu fffff-
The mother cut her off.
Mother: Don't you dare swear!
Daughter feels the need to finish her thought.
Daughter: You flipping mother kisser!
The mother slapped her on the hand. I burst out laughing and she got VERY embarassed.
Hey, she was sucky! But at least she didn't use bad language!
Daughter: Could we have two pints of Fosters please?
Me: I'm sorry, we've run out of Fosters at the moment. The delivery is running a little late...
Daughter: Yooooouuuuu fffff-
The mother cut her off.
Mother: Don't you dare swear!
Daughter feels the need to finish her thought.
Daughter: You flipping mother kisser!
The mother slapped her on the hand. I burst out laughing and she got VERY embarassed.
Hey, she was sucky! But at least she didn't use bad language!
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