Leaving for work this morning, I was walking along the short pathway between the back door and the door to the garage, when I heard a voice say, right in my ear,
You can take the dildo out now, and run the batteries down; I’m coming over.
It took me at least thirty seconds to realise it was my neighbour standing directly on the other side of the fence, talking on the phone to someone else, and this I only grasped when his wife started laughing from inside their house.
This is what happens when dwellings are built close to a shared boundary.
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Hilarious. What a movie-worthy opening. Beats the overheard murder plot all to pieces.
.-= The last post by Mary Lupin was A reader’s responsibility? =-.
I have heard some great phrases over that fence, but this surpassed them all.
Ha ha ha, do you live next door to Samantha from Sex and the City?
The retired-couple version of Samantha, perhaps!
Cool neighbours.
.-= The last post by Giovanni was The Canto of Ulysses =-.
It did ease my mind in terms of some of the dubious things I no doubt say loudly while pottering around outside.
I lol’d. But not an internet lol an actual lol… god, that’s hilarious.
A true story that's not safe for work!
Ha ha ha, do you live next door to Samantha from Sex and the City?
The retired-couple version of Samantha, perhaps!
I lol'd. But not an internet lol an actual lol… god, that's hilarious.
it's to funny for words!
Eeew, kinky retired couple, the mind boggles ha ha.
coming over what?
Dr. Ferguson, I believe this is where the Americans say, Oh Snap!