On the train, a group of men in their late twenties get on at the stop after mine and sit by me. From their conversation, I gather that they are all members of a swimming club that meets at my local pool, which isn't the one I use and I'm rather relieve now I don't.
Man 1: You should get John to join
Man 2: He doesn't like swimming. I don't know why. Actually I do know why. He told me why.
Man 1: Why?
Man 2: He finds it boring, just swimmig up and down.
Man 1; But its not boring. It is like flying, soaring in the air. Its a beautiful feeling
Man 2: And you can see up people's crotches
4 comments:
That's hilarious!
Haha
It always comes back to that sort of thing with men, eh? *sigh* They don't grow up; they just get taller.
Anon - indeed. Especially since this conversation was on a crowded train. Imagine what juvenile rubbish is said in private!
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