Archive for February, 2015

…A Crème De Men­the Frap­pé Hard­ly Counts

Male em­ploy­ee: Did you see the check stop?
Fe­male em­ploy­ee: What? Where!
Male em­ploy­ee: Right out­side the of­fice.
Fe­male em­ploy­ee: Why do they have a check stop there? It’s on­ly 3:15 pm. Who dri­ves drunk at 3 pm on a Wednes­day?
Male em­ploy­ee: John would, but he’s stuck here right now!
John, over­hear­ing from of­fice: Hey!


Sor­ry About Your Spe­cial-Needs Phone, Ma’am

Serv­er to hip­pie-look­ing fe­male cus­tomer with big smart­phone: That’s a big phone.
Cus­tomer: Yeah, it’s the ac­tu­al case of the phone that makes it big. I’m clum­sy so it needs the equiv­a­lent of a foot­ball hel­met. (pause) And I’m re­al­ly im­por­tant.

Du­ran­go, Col­orado

Over­heard by: nrr

Well I’m Not Sore, for One Thing.

Ad­vi­sor #1: Wow, you’re re­al­ly al­most done pack­ing up your of­fice. All the rain­bow stuff is gone…
Ad­vi­sor #2: I nev­er had any rain­bow stuff up. It was just col­or­ful.
Ad­vi­sor #1: True. It’s like the par­ty’s over.
Ad­vi­sor #2: Yup. The make-up­’s off. My hair’s messed up… Can’t find my un­der­wear.
Ad­vi­sor #1: Wait, how is that dif­fer­ent from any oth­er day?

Man­hat­tan, New York

Over­heard by: Daniel

Read­er Poll: Which Is More Ob­scene?

Com­mu­ni­ca­tions man­ag­er: So what did you do this week­end?
Fe­male site ad­min, as garbage truck dri­ves by: I re­dis­cov­ered Li­onel Richie.
Com­mu­ni­ca­tions man­ag­er, con­fused: You dis­cov­ered les­bian or­gies?
Fe­male site ad­min: Wow.

Sex Toy Com­pa­ny
Las Ve­gas, Neva­da

Over­heard by: Sex Writer God­dess