7th January 2010 #1
Will relate a true story which might be of particular interest to one of our members
I work in a community home for people with learning difficulties,some years ago a new staff member had the misfortune to be doing his first shift with me.We took two clients to a local supermarket, and while filling the trolley i picked up a very large cue cumber,gave it to him and said "can you hold on to this because if i put it in the trolley the client will go right up the pole"
So for several Min's until i could no longer keep a straight face,this guy was walking around with a large cuecumber in the erect position.To this day he is known as cue,even by his wife and kids,and he likes it,but the funny thing is if we want to wind him up we call him cuecumber this he does not like at all
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