Wednesday, 8 October 2014
From Russia with love
Last night I was standing next to a man who was bare chested and sat on the floor. He seemed to be in discomfort and unhappy looking. We were in a street somewhere unknown to me and a few feet behind the man was a bunch of women.
They were chatting to each other, admiring the man's physical attributes and giggling. The man turned his head towards his admirers and looked confused. No idea how I knew, but I decided the man was Russian and spoke no English.
I then told the man in fluent Russian that the women were admiring his body. The man then stood up and started to flex his muscles in a Mr Universe display much to the delight of his onlookers.
Shame I can only converse in a foreign language in my sleep.
Posted by Max Walsh
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