A Jelly bean walks into a bar and starts talking to a Smartie. After a
Few beers the Smartie says “Ere, do you fancy going to that new club in
town?”
The Jelly Bean says “No mate, I’m a soft centre, I always end up getting
my head kicked in.”
So Smartie says “Don’t worry about it, I’m a bit of a hard case, I’ll
look after you.”
So Jelly Bean says, “Fair enough, as long as you’ll look after me”, and
off they went.
After a few more beers in the club, three Lockets walk in. As soon as he
sees them, Smartie hides under the table, the Lockets take one look at
Jelly Bean and starts kicking him, punching him and generally having a
laugh.
After a while they get bored and walk out.
Jelly Bean pulls his battered Jelly Bean body over to the table and
wipes his Jelly Bean blood up and turns to Smartie and says “I thought
you
were going to look after me.”
“I was!” says Smartie, “But those Lockets are menthol”.
[This message has been edited by 2bornot2b (edited May 29, 2002).]
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