So in the car on the way to work, one of the girls was chatting away. I was half-listening as she was describing some big man she'd seen, but then my ears pricked up.
"Shit brickhouse... sorry, did you say he was built like a shit brickhouse?"
"Yeah, he was massive," she responded.
I sat laughing in the back before realising no-one else had picked up on this, then had to spend the next fifteen minutes sniggering into my hand.
My life is fully of hilarity. (And sarcasm. Plenty of sarcasm).
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| Br*ck Sh*thouse |
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| Sh*t Br*ckhouse. Not sure why I bleeped the fucking swearing. |
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