Five things that happened on the way home from the movies.

  1. A man talking to himself, then upon meeting us said something we couldn’t make out. He kept muttering louder and louder, until I finally understood his message. It isn’t raining, you can put the umbrella away!
  2. A clearly intoxicated man coming from the pub, who we decided to dodge, walking on the right, no, left… wait, right, I mean, left, it’s right, erm, left side of the road.
  3. A busload of granmas and granpas on the city at 11PM on a Friday night. What were they doing?
  4. A kebab joint with an acronym problem has a website called http://www.fivestarkgb.co.uk (emphasis mine)
  5. Three teenage girls discussing the merits of the family name ”Funny” (You’d never be sad) as well as the downsides (But what about marriage? If he really loved you, he’d take the name and all the piss-taking that comes with it.)

It’s funny what you can hear if you keep quiet.