Nigel And Ralph’s Shame Up
This is something I do now I know pigeons don’t have cocks – fucking funny. Ask a pal if he knows where his is.
This is what happened when I asked Nigel and Ralph the other day.
Me (shouts): “Ere’, boys! Nige, Ralph – wonder if you can help me out? Any idea where your cock is? Can’t seem to find mine anywhere.”
Nigel (under his breath): “Ralph, mate – any idea where your cock is?”
Ralph (shrugs): “This is a bit embarassing, but not sure that I do. Have a quick look.”
Nigel (muffled): “I’m pretty sure it’s under here… think that’s where it is…”
Ralph: “Try the left one, mate. The left one…”
Nigel (muffled): “Left wing – left wing – ok, I’m under the left – must be round here somewhere…”
Ralph (muffled): “How about in the middle… Jesus. Where the fuck’s it gone?”
Me (shouts): “Any luck there, fellas?”
Ralph (shouts): “Er, not quite Bri…”
Nigel (muffled): “Right wing, right wing… under here… that was it…. Fuck!”
They checked everywhere. I had to hide behind a bush. Nearly pissed myself.
In the end, they just flew off. Didn’t say a word, just flew off!