Kinky Ninja Spy Giraffes

The Monday Night Group are relaunching their website. Rousie set them the task of coming up with some good quotes, to draw people in.

I remember the last time this happened.

Twenty-odd drunks at varying stages of talent and inebriation, loads of daft ideas, and some of them printable.

Last night? This time, only five were present. Tumbleweed silence, as they realised that only printable and ad-agency ready soundbites would do.

To break the silence, Mike recounted a story from another MiNGe member, who attends a group who keep folk tales and urban myths alive. They also use it as an excuse to tell lame jokes. The punchline was delivered, and someone seemed surprised that he hadn't altered it. The phrase "kinky ninja spy giraffe" was definitely uttered.

Ros came up with a corker! "Last time she had a dinner party with the warlords, something was said and there were tanks on the lawn, next morning."

But she is off to the Ivory Coast next week, so it was an observation about something else entirely. But she did say it as part of the MNG, on MNG-pub time, so surely it's acceptable?

And besides, it is only a matter of time before someone here has a tank on the lawn. Amazing what an anorak can find on eBay.

They struggled on, it's hell having to turn into instant copy writers (they assured me; I carried on drinking and trying to look supportive) but they only scored 3/10 from Rousie.

I added "I only came back to find out what happened to the kinky ninja spy giraffe."

And left.