Punting, anyone?
Aug. 2nd, 2008 01:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_of_clunnI just had to share this:
Totally unsuspecting, I walk down a street in the city centre of Cambridge, lugging my little suitcase behind me, when this handsome young man walks up to me and asks:
"Would you like to go punting, my dear?"
Now I don´t know about you, but something about the sound of that word made me blush and answer:
"Sorry, I am married."
He looks at me a bit confused and I hurry on, only to round the corner and see that punting looks like this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/eddiehoo2/752183240/
My mind seems to have taken up permanent residence in the gutter...
Totally unsuspecting, I walk down a street in the city centre of Cambridge, lugging my little suitcase behind me, when this handsome young man walks up to me and asks:
"Would you like to go punting, my dear?"
Now I don´t know about you, but something about the sound of that word made me blush and answer:
"Sorry, I am married."
He looks at me a bit confused and I hurry on, only to round the corner and see that punting looks like this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/eddiehoo2/752183240/
My mind seems to have taken up permanent residence in the gutter...
