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| quality control > Bloke goes for a job in the Quality Assurance Dept at Durex. The foreman takes > him 'round the plant and shows him all the machinery and offers him the job. > > "What will the role entail exactly?" asks the interviewee. > "Well" says the foreman, "you have to check one in a hundred", and then he > proceeds to remove one of the rubbers from the production line, stretches it, > holds it up to the lights, then places it over his penis and calls the > secretary over. She proceeds to hitch her skirt up, pull her knickers down and > bends over. The foreman gives her a good 'rogering', after he's finished he > removes the prophylactic, stretches it, holds it up the light again to confirm > no holes. > "Easy as that", he says. > "When do I start?" asks the fella, unable to believe his luck. > Monday, 8:00 sharp!" > Naturally, our hero hardly sleeps a wink all Sunday night, and is outside the > Durex factory waiting to get in at 6:30. Anyway, the production line starts up > and the fella faithfully counts as 100 ribbed black mambo's (lubricated with > sensodol for extra comfort). He picks up the 101st, stretches it, holds it up > to the light to check for holes then pulls it over his old man and calls the > secretary over. Over she comes, grabs hold of his manhood, and proceeds to > rigorously masturbate him. > > Rather startled and confused, the bloke just looks at the secretary who says... > "Sorry, company policy. You've got to work a week in hand"!!!!! |
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| LOL! Aye its a bugger that week in hand! ![]()
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| LOL!! A week 'in hand' , dear me!!! ![]()
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