Along the lines of FHM's "Out of the mouths of babes", I thought I'd share this little gem from a few years ago.
Whilst Scaley-bashing at Bruggen one christmas, one of us singlies remarked that the incredibly runny brandy butter bore a passing resemblance to "Jiz". Being an extremely attractive (but not blonde) but niaive hostess, the wife in question asked "Jiz, what's that? Can you get it from the NAAFI?" To which the singly told her that she could, but if she couldn't find it on the shelf then she should ask the manager, as he usually kept it through the back due to limited demand. Judging from the fact that she never talked to the lad again, I assumed she'd actually asked for some.
Whilst Scaley-bashing at Bruggen one christmas, one of us singlies remarked that the incredibly runny brandy butter bore a passing resemblance to "Jiz". Being an extremely attractive (but not blonde) but niaive hostess, the wife in question asked "Jiz, what's that? Can you get it from the NAAFI?" To which the singly told her that she could, but if she couldn't find it on the shelf then she should ask the manager, as he usually kept it through the back due to limited demand. Judging from the fact that she never talked to the lad again, I assumed she'd actually asked for some.