I have just opened an off licence. Technically, it is breaking and entering but I needed a drink.
A pretty woman at the job centre said she’d like to offer me a tug job. So I dropped my pants there and then which subsequently got me arrested. Apparently tugs are also types of boats.
Some people call me a reluctant consumer, but I don’t buy it.
Lonely man has car for sale. Low Mileage. Drives lovely. Time wasters welcome.
As a manager, I tell all my employees to go the extra mile when they are working. They are not doing a good job though; already my taxi company has had over 300 complaints.
I need to master the art of patience, quickly
It’s my job to bring home the bacon in our house. I work in a butchers
Ironically, the Hairdressers Union are against cuts
I have just read my local newspaper. It had stories about snails, slugs and tortoises. Must be a slow news day.
I often attend eavesdrop anonymous. Not that they know.
A tug job was one of 'Sangar Sandra's' specialities during the mid 70s in Belfast. She used to visit every day, doing her bit for the cause. Lovely lass :-)
We're not allowed to say 'bring home the bacon' in case it insults the vegan militant tendency, apparently there's some meat free version of the saying.