I'll start with the less funnier one.
Facts:
It's still Movember.
Being a Ginger is common among the English.
There are more fat people here than in Paris.
There are less people with a sense of style here than in Paris.
Location: Somewhere in London
Time: Friday late night.
After going out for a drink with some friends, waiting for a cab, suddenly there is a black dude and a fat ginger dude at our circle (we were chatting, 5 of us in a circle). So...the ginger dude gets a holy ring....you know... when there is a Halloween and you dress up as an angel, you wear a fake halo... so, we had one. He crabs it, puts it on and starts dancing on a street.
This was soooo funny, imagine this for yourself: a fat gingerlooking dude, with a proper red moustache, with a halo and dancing modern-angel-dance on a street. Win!
And the funniest:
I'm working temporarily as a waitress. So, at the place where I work, there was a dinnerparty reservation for some office. Aaaaand. Voilaa. The host of the event, arriving early, wearing toooooo short for-her-age zebra dress, super mini with black tights and suupppper high heals. Then a red flower in her hair. Wayyyy too much make-up and the overall impression was: Wow, what a nice prostitute!
Seriously, it's been a long time since I saw someone that ugly-looking. Made me wonder - either she has no sense of style what so ever (98% likely) or/and she'was going for desperate measures to ...you know...spice up her life a bit... or/and she's in a need for attention. In a DESPERATE need for it.
Have you ever been in a situation, when there is something bad happening and you find yourself thinking that, this is the limit and it couldn't get any worse than that and then suddenly it becomes twice as bad?
A T-U-R-K-E-Y H-A-T!!!
Me thinking: "Really???!!!
Sad, funny and disgusting at the same time!
I must say, it's been a very long time since someone could suprise me with their clothing, but it happened yesterday.
:)
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