A couple were entertaining some French guests and decided to serve snails. The husband went out to get hold of some suitable snails while his wife remained at home preparing for the evening.

It was a nice day, and after he'd got the snails, the husband decided to pop into his local pub for a couple of pints.

A few hours later and rather the worse for wear, he grabbed the snails and ran home knowing that his wife would be wondering where he'd got to. As he charged through the garden gate he staggered and dropped the snails all over the path.

His wife heard the commotion and went to see what was going on. On seeing her husband she asked "Where the hell have you been?" He looked back at the snails and gestured towards the front door: "Come on lads, we're nearly there!"

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