The New Girl went to buy a new mattress on the weekend. (We agreed that talking about beds or bed-related issues can be a bit, well, icky.)
The salesman encouraged her to lie down and roll around a bit on a mattress she fancied. She had a friend with her who was similarly encouraging. The salesman wandered off to get some more info.
New Girl got on all fours and started vigorously bouncing up and down and, unaware the salesman was once more standing behind her, announced to her friend, "And when I start my career as a prostitute this will be a tax write-off!"
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Don't take this the wrong way, but when I saw this I thought of you.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/81794227@N00/127441059/
It's a bit rude, but I think you'll like it.
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