In a previous life I worked at a placed that sold cd's and cassettes and I had just recieved my special order of the born slippy song. I liked it, ordered it and was just about to take it home when a guy came in and went:
I just heard a song I liked, dunno the name of it but at one point it goes:
n-----! n-----! n-----! like just talking in a shop with the typical loud farmers voice.
I quickly went woah woah woah, steady on, you cant yell that out and I think you mean "Lager lager lager" - then played him the cd and he said yeah that's the one. I'll take it.
I said...ok, I just got it in for me but here you go.
He paid for it and left without even saying thanks.
**** retail!