me and wimmy new it would come down to 4th and 5th... wimmy is scared of what I can do...
I will take you through the first time we met.
It was a dark night wimmy was at the bar I tried been civil, I bought him a drink... he excepted and as the night went on well but he became more and more arguementive and eventually...
we had a joke-off, there was a crowd of people around us and I went in full throttle and told a joke about fat people the audience went wild... wimmy came back with a mother-in-law joke... it sunk faster than the titanic.
to cut a long story short... it was a draw wimmy came back with yet another semi racist joke and well it was a pub crowd and they loved it. we both went home crying that night and we never looked at each other the same way again.
Wimmy... I love you man... I thought you was funny... let me buy you another drink and embrace each other with laughter!!!
Jesus I went off on one then!
I concur, shallow and pedantic