Have you ever been on someone's sms distribution list for sick and offensive jokes?
It's somewhat a curse. You're in a meeting, the text arrives, you read it and then sit there wetting yourself with laughter. Everyone looks at you.
Then you spend weeks wrestling with your conscience thinking why did I laugh at that, am I sick and evil too?
For example
"Mate, look out for me next week as I'm on Dragon's Den. I've invented a land mine that looks like a prayer mat"
or
"I have got myself an attack alarm and am keeping it as a trophy"
or
"This PC brigade is getting on my nerves. I'm a painter and decorater and can no longer say 'black paint', I now have to say 'Leroy can you paint that wall please?'
It's somewhat a curse. You're in a meeting, the text arrives, you read it and then sit there wetting yourself with laughter. Everyone looks at you.
Then you spend weeks wrestling with your conscience thinking why did I laugh at that, am I sick and evil too?
For example
"Mate, look out for me next week as I'm on Dragon's Den. I've invented a land mine that looks like a prayer mat"
or
"I have got myself an attack alarm and am keeping it as a trophy"
or
"This PC brigade is getting on my nerves. I'm a painter and decorater and can no longer say 'black paint', I now have to say 'Leroy can you paint that wall please?'
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