Friday, March 28, 2008

Mancunian Money Maker

So... my Bro takes the train from his quaint hometown of Macclesfield to the big city of Manchester to see his friend.

My brother arrives at the station early evening. An attractive young woman approaches.

Woman: Hey *flutters eye lids*... you got the time.
Bro: Sure... it about 8 45.
Woman: Oh, Great...
Bro: ...
Woman: You er...
Bro: ... (thinking his luck is in)
Woman: Looking for any er... business ???
Bro: ... ??
Woman: ...
Bro: Oh... Ermm... Err... erm.... No.. er.. Thankyou. tho... ermm... no thanks! err... bye!
Bro: *Turns and walks away thinking how funny this story will be when he tells it to his friends*

My brothers friend lives in a reasonable area of Manchester.. however, the quickest way to get from Manchester Picadilly station to his house is via a reasonably rough neighborhood (i.e: Most of Manchester).

Bro: walking... keeping quiet.
Bro: Still walking...
Shiny Merc: *Pulls up at side of road near my brother*
Bro: *notices car*
Shiny Merc: *Drivers Side Window Opens*
Bro: *Walks over to car presuming he needs directions*
Bro: You alright there ?
Driver: Ermm.... you doing any bussines ???
Bro: Ermm... oh.. err... no!?
Shiny Merc: *Speeds off*
Bro: WT?!

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