this is the gospel truth.
I was standing there in the service reception and the very pretty receptionist took my details, said sit yourself down, would you like a coffee and a BeeJay?
I looked at her for a second, I blushed, she went bright red and ran off.
Her collegue was in stitches then asked me if i would like a coffee and a pastry as the other girl went and died of embarrassment because her brain-mouth-disfunction disorder.
what dya mean jas? (i dont understand)