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Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:42 pm
Every day, a male co-worker walks up very close to a lady
at the coffee machine, inhales a big breath of air, and tells her
that her hair smells nice.
After a week of this, she can't stand it anymore, takes her complaint
to a supervisor in the personnel department and asks to file a sexual
harassment grievance against him.
The Human Resources supervisor is puzzled, and asks:
What's threatening about a co-worker telling you your hair smells nice ? "
The woman replies, "It's Keith. The midget".
Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:52 pm
The missus just came in the room wearing a little pvc number, fishnets and high heel thigh boots. She handed me a beer, told me to sit down and relax, and when she comes back in she will give me 'what she does best'.
I can't wait!!!!
I bloody love her cooked dinners
Wed Feb 01, 2012 8:47 pm
saddam wrote:The missus just came in the room wearing a little pvc number, fishnets and high heel thigh boots. She handed me a beer, told me to sit down and relax, and when she comes back in she will give me 'what she does best'.
I can't wait!!!!
I bloody love her cooked dinners
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