Overheard in the Kings…

It is no secret that one of the bar staff at the Kings – the incorrigible Mr Woo – recently went on a disastrous date, escorting a young lady of pristine virtue to a tapas bar in Leeds…

…where he proceeded, via the medium of 5 pints of lovely lovely Stella and 2 bottles of the finest wines known to humanity, to get absolutely slaughtered, while his companion sipped delicately from a glass of diet coke.

‘Mr. Woo, given that you’d already shown yourself up good and proper by staggering around like a 2 bob watch, to the extent that she was walking 5 yards behind you while you made your way to the train station – it must have been obvious that she wouldn’t want to see you again.  So why, when you threw up in the taxi, didn’t you try and get it into her handbag?

You might have saved yourself a £50 cleaning bill!’

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