So I work in a little country pub, yeah?
And we have customers coming from all over the place to come and eat with us.
I was serving a guy yesterday and I was trying desperately hard not to laugh in his face.
He looked and sounded EXACTLY like Montgomery Flange.
I'm just there praying he doesn't order the crabcakes.
To make matters worse, I lifted my head up for a moment and was greeted by the sight of the stuffed foxes that are also in this pub - one of which is the spit of the Crack Fox back in Cambridge town.
It was a hard night at work last night.
Has the Boosh ever caused you to nearly lose it in front of complete strangers?
Or is it just me?
And we have customers coming from all over the place to come and eat with us.
I was serving a guy yesterday and I was trying desperately hard not to laugh in his face.
He looked and sounded EXACTLY like Montgomery Flange.
I'm just there praying he doesn't order the crabcakes.
To make matters worse, I lifted my head up for a moment and was greeted by the sight of the stuffed foxes that are also in this pub - one of which is the spit of the Crack Fox back in Cambridge town.
It was a hard night at work last night.
Has the Boosh ever caused you to nearly lose it in front of complete strangers?
Or is it just me?
