An extremely drunk man looking for a brothel stumbles blindly into a chiropodist's office instead. He weaves over to the receptionist. Without looking up, she waves him over to the examination bed. "Stick it through that curtain," she says. 'Looking forward to something kinky, the drunk whips out his old chap and sticks it through the crack in the curtains. "That's not a foot!" screams the receptionist. "Christ!" replies the drunk. 'I didn't know you had a minimum."
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