I WANT SOME EXCELLENT 'SEX'
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She breezed into the hardware store in a cloud of Chanel No. 5. With her coiffured hair and upper-class accent she was not the usual type of customer that we were accustomed to.
“Can I help you madam” I asked
“I want some sex” she replied
I was somewhat taken aback
I’m sorry madam, I said, but this is not the type of establishment that provides ‘sex’
“My neighbour says I can get excellent sex here” she retorted “and I want sex right now!” She exclaimed
At this stage I was feeling a little uncomfortable but I had to remember that the customer is always right
The owner’s son mends sewing machines I told her, and he gives them a good service and oils their squeaking parts, but I don't think ‘sex’ is part of his usual service
"NO! NO! NO!" you stupid girl she spat
"I want good strong ‘sex’, you know the thing …black plastic sex to put my garden rubbish in"
It was then that the penny finally dropped and blushing scarlet I lead her to the area where the black rubbish sacks were kept.
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