I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected the following:a litre of milka carton of eggsa carton of orange juicea 250 gram package of bacona head of lettucea 1 kilo can of coffee.As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunkstanding behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the cashier.While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated,“You’re probably sshingle… Aren’t you?”I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the derelict’s intuition, since I was indeed single. I looked at the sixitems on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about my selections that could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.Curiosity getting the better of me, I said: “Well, you know what, you’re absolutely right. But how on earth did you know that?”The drunk replied:“‘Cause you’re DAMN ugly!” (W)
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 13:39:05 +0000
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