Bloke sees ad in pet shop window: TALKING CENTIPEDE, £500.
Hm, he thinks: bit more expensive than the clit-licking frog they were
advertising the other day, but nevertheless he goes in, pays for it and
takes his new pet home.
After half an hour, he opens the small box it lives in and asks it,
"Would you liken to go out for a pint?"
No reply. Raising his voice, he bellows, "I said, would you like to go out
for a pint?"
Centipede pops his head out of the box and says, "Okay, no need to shout,
I heard you the first time. Give me a chance to put my flaming shoes on!!!"
Hello Again!
4 months ago
1 comment:
Groan! :-)
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