an offering

In the absence of anything else blog-worthy these days (save, of course, the forthcoming pictures of Barcelona)...I offer the following, which should at least be good for a chuckle:

A bloke sitting in the pub hears voices coming from the bowl of peanuts on the bar..."How are you doing?" says the voice..."You're looking well. Have you lost weight? That shirt looks good...takes years off of you"

Strange though it is, he quite enjoys the attention until he walks over to the jukebox and a voice says "Oi, you! Get out of my pub, you ugly prat, before I smash your face in!"

He goes back to the bar and mentions to the barman that the peanuts were saying such nice things to him, but the jukebox was really quite rude.

The barman says "Yeah, I know. The peanuts are complimentary but the jukebox is out of order."

Let the groaning and eye-rolling commence...