Thread by @uk_domain_names

A: Hurrah, we’ve won!
B: Won what?
A: The referendum.
B: Ah, that. What did we win?
A: More sovereignty.
B: You mean, we’re gonna have lots of queens? I like the Queen.
A: No, I mean we won’t be dictating to by Brussels any more.
B: Good. Hate their sprouts. Silly crunchy things.

A: And of course we can have fewer immigrants.
B: Yay! What’s an immigrant?
A: Not sure, but Bob down the pub swears he saw one once. Although it was at night, so he didn’t get a clear look. You know Bob.
B [shakes head]: Ah, yes. Bob. Anything else?
A: We’re taking back control.

B: Sounds good. What are we taking control of?
A: Oh, you know [lowers voice] *things*.
B: Yeah, pesky things... Running everywhere, asking for sweets, pulling stuff off shelves in the supermarket.
A: You’re thinking of children, aren’t you?
B: I suppose I must be. Anyway, it

all sounds super duper exciting.
A: Yes. Can’t hardly wait.
B: Except [clears throat] Hate to say this, but I am not quite clear what *I’ll* get out of it?
A: The boss of Wetherspoons was on TV saying it could make beer cheaper.
B: Well why didn’t you lead with that, you daftie?

A: Why do you care? You’re always cadging drinks off me.
B [elbows A good-naturedly in the ribs]
A: Ow! Anyway, can’t stay here gassing all day. My boss at the car plant called a special meeting for this evening. Said it’s *urgent*.
B: He’ll be going on about Secret

Santa.
A: Yes, that’s probably it. Be seeing you.
B: Have a good one. I’ll be down the Kipper & Corpse later.
A: Maybe catch you there, if the stupid meeting doesn’t drag on.
B: Yeah. See you.