@the-gravedigger saidA curate and a parson went into Gravedigger's bar and asked to speak to FMF; it didn't matter who ate the egg and who ate the chicken while they were waiting for FMF to arrive.
FMF walked into a restaurant and confused the hell out of the staff by asking for a curates egg.
Executioner Brand walked into a pub and said to the barman, “A pint of Christmas Island Lager, please mate.”
The barman asked: “Are you 18?”
Executioner Brand said, “No.”
The barman said: “I can’t serve you then.”
As Executioner Brand walked out, he thought to himself, “This is the fourth pub... what does a 22-year-old have to do to get a pint of lager around here?”