Feel free to browse the collection of tall tales, yarns and downright lies. They are all family safe - the test I apply is "would I tell this to someone's grandmother?" If no, I don't use it. (That doesn't mean i don't appreciate a dirty joke, but I don't think they're appropriate for broadcast on the radio - you never know who is listening or how old they are or what their attitudes to dirty jokes amounts to. )
Friday night a woman went to the boozer on Columbus Road. She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately.
She seductively signalled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his face. "Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands. "
Actually, no," he replied.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his face and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," the bartender (he was supervisor but decided not to confess he was in-charge). The bartender asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes.. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."
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