I just got a phone call from a merchant asking for items, now this isn't abnormal, but when the person next to you rips a fart as you pick up the phone it can only mean one thing, disaster.
I *barely* got the post code out of him and I did end up cracking up mid way and apologised as I laughed, I forgot to write his name down, but it started with a T, so he's Tim now.
I don't think he quite got the humour of it all. Whoops.
Posted by Kevin Costelloe to Cock Hungry Teen Sluts at 9/16/2004 03:52:12 PM