| Comment | Mad wee John Leslie story.
My pal managed The Canny Man in Edinburgh. Leslie and his pals came in. The boss of the whole place wanted them to have a nice time and spend loads. So they got a private room.
Leslie started trying it on with the waitress, and she didn't want to go back in. My pal, the manager, went in her stead.
Leslie didn't realise they'd changed, and without looking grabbed my (6ft, male) pal's gooch.
Worth noting that Gran Stott is his relative, and has eschewed the Leslie name, he's that slimey.
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U/duskthehusky - accurate? |
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