My New Neighbour

by ratty

She’s single . . .

She’s shapely . . .

She’s beautiful and she lives right across the road. I can see her place from my lounge window.

I watched as she got home from work this evening.

I was surprised when she walked across the street, up my driveway and knocked on the door.

I opened the door, she looked at me and said, “I just got home, and I have this strong urge to have a good time, get drunk, and have sex tonight. Are you doing anything ?”

I quickly replied, “Nope, I’m free !”

“Great,” she said. “Can you watch my dog ?”

Sometimes, being an OAP can be a real shite !

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5 Comments to “My New Neighbour”

  1. I know, I’ve known for years. Still, yer don’t like to complain do yer? Do you? I do! Hehe!

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  2. Very Funny! I giggled out loud!

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