Sunday 27 March 2011

March 9, 2011

I think I have found something even more poisonous to the atmosphere of a pub than television and bad piped in music:  comedy;  It is perhaps a generational thing.  My taste in humour runs from the Three Stooges to Woody Allen.  The trend seems to be to string together profanity and racism.  It's one way to get me to leave after just the one.

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