All kinds of wrong

Overheard in the office kitchen:

…I don’t know what I’m going to tell my wife. I lost my ring in the toilet…

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40 thoughts on “All kinds of wrong

  1. LOL It must be Monday because it took me a while. Originally I was thinking “If he loves her, he would have fished it out.”

    Now I’m thinking “That must have been one hell of a curry.”

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  2. I’m not sure how to take this.

    Having lived most of my adult life in London and speaking, I suppose, the dialect of English most commonly associated with that city I would imagine that your co-worker had just had a most intimate same sex encounter amonst the vitrious enamal ware that he now regretted in a matrimonal sense.

    Or he dropped his wedding ring down the thunderbox, which is worse.

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  3. He needs to go on the offensive. Flip that shit around. He should tell his wife “Yeah I lost the ring in the toilet and it’s your fault.” She won’t know what to attack first: his losing of the ring or his losing of his mind. Always be on offense, that’s the Tag Larkin way.

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