October 12, 2016 3 Comments
This man was patiently waiting at the reception of a Beauty Parlor, his eyes averting the beautiful ladies swishing by.
There was this dame who slowly walked up to him and squeezed his shoulders and said seductively:
‘Come on, let’s go and have some fun.’
The man broke into copious sweat and managed to tell her:
‘I’m a married man, lady. Am here with my wife. Please go away.’
The man almost had a nervous breakdown when she pecked him on his cheeks and cooed into his ears:
‘Stupid, wipe your glasses, it’s me.’