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My great, great grandad, back when they had horse and carriages saw a bloke shovelling horseshit into a sack. He said “wotcha gonna do with that mate ?” The bloke said “I put it on me vegetables” Grandad said “blimey, we 'ave gravy on ours”
I was chatting to my next door neighbour about a new neighbour that moved in a few doors along. I said she had a glass eye. He said “did she tell you that ?” I said “it just came out in conversation”
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