Mint

[Seafood]

A soft mint and an extra strong mint are sitting in a pub. The strong mint is giving it some, trying to make out he's pretty tough.

"Alright then," says the soft mint, "if you're so tough, you've got to take on the next sweet through the door."

"Done," says the strong mint, feeling pretty self assured. Sure enough the door opens and in walks a humbug. The strong mint jumps up, runs over and nuts him. All that's left is a pile of crumbly humbug pieces.

"Not bad," concedes the soft mint, "but they aren't too hard those humbugs. Try the next one."

Before he can finish the door opens and in walks a Malteser. The strong mint nuts him, crumbling the Malteser.

"Alright I'll admit you're tough if you can do three out of three; I can't argue with those figures," says the soft mint.

So the door opens and in walks a Tune. The strong mint jumps up and runs into the toilet. The soft mint follows him and finds him leaning over the basin, shaking. "What's up?" he says. "I thought you were the toughest sweet around."

"Yeh," says the strong mint." But I ain't touching him, he's just menthol."