joe552
December 19th, 2017, 14:29
So the doorbell rang unexpectedly. I don't get many unannounced visitors. It was the strawberry blond gasman. Looked good in his overalls. Apparently he'd overlooked a minor issue during his maintenance a couple of days ago. You know me, I don't do technical, so just let him in to do what he needed to do.Now I'd just stepped out of the shower - I know it's not January yet, but given that it's Christmas, I thought I'd have an extra one. So I'm only in my towel.
Well, says he, I need to track your gas pipe - I think it comes in through your bedroom. No problem, says I, having made my bed (christian, please note). So for an old guy, you're not bad looking, says he. Well, at that point, if I'd been younger, I'd have gotten an erection. As it happened, he was the one with the erection. So he dropped his overalls, and I dropped to my knees. You know what happened next.
So instead of a yearly service, it's now weekly.
Well, says he, I need to track your gas pipe - I think it comes in through your bedroom. No problem, says I, having made my bed (christian, please note). So for an old guy, you're not bad looking, says he. Well, at that point, if I'd been younger, I'd have gotten an erection. As it happened, he was the one with the erection. So he dropped his overalls, and I dropped to my knees. You know what happened next.
So instead of a yearly service, it's now weekly.