Going up to the IKEA canteen and looking at the meat balls in the warmer and than proceeding to ask the cashier, who was a male, how much are " your balls" ? I mean suffice to say he had a wee little giggle and then thereafter I corrected meself and said "well not your balls but the meat balls" which again just made everyone behind me laugh their arse off. So ya know, it worked out.
Am happy man.
Am happy man.