DaiRees wrote:You can see where this is going can't you?
Errr, you've grown breasts?
DaiRees wrote: Over lunch a yoghurt coated grape made a bid for freedom from my bowl, hitting both the blue shirt and black trousers, right around the nether region

Ahhh, I didn't see that coming (

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It's probably a bit late now but...
a) rush to bogs, wash affected area and hide until it dries.
b) use grape to spread yoghurt all over yourself and pretend it's a pattern.
c) take kids to Karate, pop home and change your clobber.
I was in a bar in Baltimore with my mate once, eyeing up the females as you do, er, did, when my mate decided to blow the candle on the table out with considerable force spraying wax from my chest down to my crotch. Have you seen how wax dries?
