I went down to the pub with me mates to bet on sports I visited Charlie the bookie with my list of names for the evening's kickboxing matches, he gave it a look and said, "You only wrote down their last names." so I responded, "But you know who they are, right? Am I good bruv?" so he was like, "Yeah yeah, yer alright. You got 500 quid on this Nguyen bloke then?" so I'm like, "Yeah yeah, he's Vietnamese. Tough lad, reckon he'll sort 'em out eh?" So then the fights start, a couple of bouts come and go and then we get to this Vietnamese bloke.. apparently his opponent can't make it so they put in a substitute, an' he's got the ***same name!*** I call over to Charlie and I says, "Hey Charlie! How about that? This is a *Nguyen-Nguyen* situation innit?" Anyway, Charlie the bookie doesn't have a sense of humour.