Apparently I'm a sex offender
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
I was once paid £15 to count the amount of people visiting a hairdresser. I stood outside for 3 hours with a clicky counter in my pocket, pressing it every time a person entered. Suddenly there's a copper in front of me, I turn and there's another behind. "What are you up to sunshine?" "A rival hairdresser wants to count the competition" "Well, there's been a call from the shop owner that there's a ginger bloke standing outside fiddling with his cock." Have you ever done anything that made strangers think you were a pervert?
( , Thu 17 Aug 2006, 22:20)
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they think I'm a tranny!
Late one Sunday night I had a bath and just wanted to watch TV for half an hour before hitting the hay. In those days I didn't wear pyjamas but I needed something to stop myself feeling the cold. The only thing to hand was my wife's dressing gown which was bright pink and covered in flowery patterns, but what the hell.
Anyway I'm sitting in front of the TV and the doorbell goes. Wifey answers it and it's the guy next door wanting to borrow my electric drill. He looks at me, doesn't say much but a faint smile flickers across his face. He gets the drill and goes.
Years later his wife (after they have split up) tells me that on that night he came back with the drill and said to her "I don't know what kind of pervy scene I just walked in on at Ferg's house but he's sitting there in a full woman's evening dress!"
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 22:34, Reply)
Late one Sunday night I had a bath and just wanted to watch TV for half an hour before hitting the hay. In those days I didn't wear pyjamas but I needed something to stop myself feeling the cold. The only thing to hand was my wife's dressing gown which was bright pink and covered in flowery patterns, but what the hell.
Anyway I'm sitting in front of the TV and the doorbell goes. Wifey answers it and it's the guy next door wanting to borrow my electric drill. He looks at me, doesn't say much but a faint smile flickers across his face. He gets the drill and goes.
Years later his wife (after they have split up) tells me that on that night he came back with the drill and said to her "I don't know what kind of pervy scene I just walked in on at Ferg's house but he's sitting there in a full woman's evening dress!"
( , Fri 18 Aug 2006, 22:34, Reply)
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