Luke: I can eat fifty eggs.
Dragline: Nobody can eat fifty eggs.
Society Red: You just said he could eat anything.
Dragline: Did you ever eat fifty eggs?
Luke: Nobody ever eat fifty eggs.
Prisoner: Hey, Babalugats. We got a bet here.
Dragline: My boy says he can eat fifty eggs, he can eat fifty eggs.
Loudmouth Steve: Yeah, but in how long?
Luke: A hour.
Society Red: Well, I believe I’ll take part of that wager.
Cool Hand Luke, 1967
Some people just can’t help themselves. As if running (or hobbling, take your pick) 10,000 metres weren’t enough, they have to make it more ‘interesting’.
So, I’m pleased to say that the next contribution to St Joseph’s Thame Building Fund will either be from Andy (if Steve can run 10K in less than an hour), or from Steve (if Steve can not run 10K in less than an hour).
Personally, I’m not a gambler, but I think this one is going to be very close. Don’t let Steve’s training regime of golf and poker fool you – inside there lurks the heart of a true competitor.
For most men (till by losing rendered sager)
Will back their own opinions by a wager.
Lord Byron. Beppo. Stanza 27
