At the end of a tiny deserted bar is a huge scouse bloke - 6ft 5in tall and 350lbs. He's having a few beers when a short, well dressed and obviously gay man walks in and sits beside him. After 3 or 4 beers, the gay fella finally plucks up the courage to say something so he cups his hand around the big scousers huge ear: 'Do you want a blow job?' he whispers.
At this, the massive Merseysider leaps up with fire in his eyes and smacks the man in the face. Knocking him off the stool, he proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar. Finally he leaves him, badly bruised, in the car park and returns to his seat as if nothing had happened. the bartender quickly brings over another beer. 'I've never seen you react like that' he says.
'Just what did he say to you?'
I'm not sure' the big scouser replies. 'Something about a job.'
At this, the massive Merseysider leaps up with fire in his eyes and smacks the man in the face. Knocking him off the stool, he proceeds to beat him all the way out of the bar. Finally he leaves him, badly bruised, in the car park and returns to his seat as if nothing had happened. the bartender quickly brings over another beer. 'I've never seen you react like that' he says.
'Just what did he say to you?'
I'm not sure' the big scouser replies. 'Something about a job.'
