I was is in the queue at Tesco's when I noticed that the rather
dishy blonde behind me has just raised her hand and smiled hello to me.

I was rather taken aback that such a looker would be waving to me, and
although familiar I couldn't place where I might know her from, so I
say "Sorry, do you know me?"

She replies "I maybe mistaken, but I thought you might be the father of
one of my children!"

My mind shoots back to the one and only time I had been unfaithful,
"Christ!" I say "are you that stripogram on my stag night that I
shagged on the snooker table in front of all my mates whilst your mate whipped me with some wet celery and stuck a cucumber up my arse?"



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"No" she replies, "I'm your son's English Teacher"

 

 

Ms B looked at me after reading that with a baffled expression on her face and said 'Was that a real story??'.

:blonde:

 

If it's a real story I'm a dead man as my missus comes on here and looks about at what I've posted

 

 

ye my missis dose that all the time