There is a very good reason why I refused to name any of my kids after my father and my grandfather... one was called John, the other Sam. I didn't want my kids called after a brewery.

Really? I'd have said he had a pint.

Oh come on. I can't beerlieve the lack of imagination on here.

Imaginative after only 4 hours sleep? What do you want, blood(y Mary)?

I wonder if boys named John Smith grow up to be gay? Obviously they'll give good head every time.

Good creamy head

A dyslexic walks into a bra........

any excuse to get his hands on a pair of bristols