That’s how to get a reputation
Sarcasmo’s dear friend Sian the Moongazer has owned up to this faux pas:
My friend was enquiring about how my first date had gone on the weekend, I told her he was nice (which he was but quite short and slim and not the rugby player physique which I have come to like). I said we’d had a nice time but I needed someone bigger.
My male colleague replied ‘you work fast’.
Open all hours
Sarcasmo’s sarcastic heart goes out to the Polish guy who apparently discovered his wife working in a brothel, instead of the supermarket.
“I was dumb-founded. I thought I was dreaming,” the husband is alleged to have said. Presumably because if your wife’s a prozzy, then there’s no way she can claim to have a headache.
Brought to our attention by Sarcasbro