My mate came up to me the other day and asked, “How’s it going?”
“Same old, same old,” I replied. “Yourself?” I added.
“Can’t complain,” he said.
Blokes: Saying nothing in particular since the dawn of time.
My mate came up to me the other day and asked, “How’s it going?”
“Same old, same old,” I replied. “Yourself?” I added.
“Can’t complain,” he said.
Blokes: Saying nothing in particular since the dawn of time.