"Left house for work and bumped into postie in the side passage to my house
Him: I've got some leaflets for you. Do you want them now or through you letter box?
Me: I don't want them at all; I'm on the postal preference service so I don't get these things
Him: Are you sure? He gives me a strange look....
I look at the floor and notice a puddle - look up the wall for the outlet pipe - there is none... and then I notice steam coming from said puddle. Gradually I realise that I've just interrupted my postie pissing on my house....
Me: Yes I'm sure...... I think my house has just sprung a leak- have you any idea what might cause a leak like that??
Him: No. Are you sure you don't want your leaflets????
Fecking pissing bastard - meant to give him a bucket and ask him to clean up but sadly it took a bit long for my jaw to stop dropping at the realisation that I have just missed seeing my postmans willie.....
One word.... EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
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