Three years ago a smelly man came in to my shop, and I thought “oh classic, another mentalist.” And he was mental but he also said…
Man: Think of the most important person in the world to you.
Man: You’ll see.
I oblige, he writes something on a piece of paper and then he blabs on about how God wants to save my soul for a while. Then just before he left he said…
Man: Oh yeah, take this.
He hands me the crumpled piece of my paper WITH MY GIRLFRIEND’S NAME WRITTEN ON IT :-O … And then he skanked me for £2. But STILL.