Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Black Jack punch

With my wife I was walking through a huge parkland. There was no one around and we happily wandered in the sunshine.
We discovered a very young lamb laying all alone and we picked it up and found that it had a collar and name tag around its neck. Its name was Harry.
We saw a flock of sheep in the distance and set Harry on his way.

We then arrived at a house and a foreign woman opened the door. She told us that she had lost her pet lamb called Harry.
While my wife spoke to the woman I went into her back garden and found a big white plastic tub.
I poured in a combination of Sherry, Port, lager and Black Jack sweets. I stirred it all with a wooden spoon happy with my punch.


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