At the end of the meal offering Mr Creosote a mint………….
(I’ll miss the rude bit out!)
Waiter “It’s only wafer thin”
Mr Creosote “I couldn’t eat another thing, I’m absolutely stuffed, bugger off”
Waier “Just, just one?”
Mr Ceosote “Allright just the one”
Waiter carefully places it in his mouth “Bon Appétit”
Waiter runs for it …………
Please excuse spelling/typos. Apart from being a clot it turns out I had one on my cerebellum that's now causing various problems!