There was a tramp lying asleep on the park bench, and this queer programmer comes along and says to himself "oh I fancy a bit of that" So he pulls down the tramps pants, and gives him one. But afterwards, he feels really guilty, so he thinks to himself, I'll leave a fiver in his back pocket. In the morning the tramp wakes up and finds a fiver in his back pocket. Down to the off license, "Can I have 2 bottles of cider?"
Gets pissed and falls asleep on the park bench again. The same thing again, the queer programmer comes along and thinks to himself "Well, I'll have him again" So he does. But again he feels guilty, so he leaves a fiver in the tramps back pocket. In the morning the tramp wakes up, "Another fiver in my back pocket!" Down to the off license again, "Can I have 2 bottles of cider" Once again he drinks them and gets totally pissed and falls asleep on the park bench. Once again the queer programmer comes along and says "Oh he's there again" so he has him again.
This time however he feels really guilty, so he leaves a tenner in his back pocket. In the morning the tramp wakes up. "A tenner in my back pocket!" Down he goes to the off license.
"Can I have a 12 pack of Tennants Lager?"
"Are you not wanting 2 bottles of cider?" asks the shop keeper.
and the tramp replies...
"Nah, its giving me a sore arse"