Chase the Cheese

Drowning out the sounds of humanity as I limp to work is a must but today within ten minutes of stepping onto the train my ipod battery died on me.

I was trying to lose myself in my own thoughts, when I overheard a conversation by two teenagers in front of me – don’t they know it is virtually illegal to talk on a train in the morning - or at least it should be.

Anyway, one of the spotty souls was having a bit of girl trouble and was asking his friend for a slice of sage advice.

This is what he told him.

He said: “Don’t worry mate, you know what the Apache Indians say don’t you? ‘He, who fails to chase the cheese, owns a dick that will never sneeze’.

Erm…..WHAT?

I haven't clue what that means, but his friend seemed to really take it on board.