This is a shocker which I heard late in the morning at a particularly ungodly establishment over the weekend.
A young male in Dublin recently brought home from his night out a young lady who he had met in a similarly ungodly establishment. Both had consumed quite a lot of alcohol. This was unfortunate in the case of the young lady, who had been suffering from some form of stomach upset earlier in the day.
Anyhow, as the young male lived with his parents, himself and the young lady decided that the only way in which they could consummate their new found affection for each other was to engage in some nocturnal frolicking on the couch. During the act of intercourse, said young lady, amid the toing and froing, suffered a relapse of her earlier stomach upset and proceeded to defecate all over the couch.
As both were so inebriated, it was not until morning that the young male realised the severity of the problem. Before he set off for work at 9am, he frantically cleaned as best he could trying to conceal the evidence from his parents. The young lady, presumably, toddled off into the night.
Anyhow, the young male was at work when he received a call from his mother wondering about the ghastly smell and poorly concealed evidence stinking from the living room couch. Thinking on the spot, the young male decided that the only course of action was to blame it on the family pet, a beloved dog named Sandy who had behaved impeccably in the home for eight years. Satisfied with the response the mother decided that Sandy should be taken to the vet for a checkup. The young male was relieved that his ingenuity had secured an escape from a potentially difficult situation.
At 6pm he returned home to the news that Sandy had been put down.
A young male in Dublin recently brought home from his night out a young lady who he had met in a similarly ungodly establishment. Both had consumed quite a lot of alcohol. This was unfortunate in the case of the young lady, who had been suffering from some form of stomach upset earlier in the day.
Anyhow, as the young male lived with his parents, himself and the young lady decided that the only way in which they could consummate their new found affection for each other was to engage in some nocturnal frolicking on the couch. During the act of intercourse, said young lady, amid the toing and froing, suffered a relapse of her earlier stomach upset and proceeded to defecate all over the couch.
As both were so inebriated, it was not until morning that the young male realised the severity of the problem. Before he set off for work at 9am, he frantically cleaned as best he could trying to conceal the evidence from his parents. The young lady, presumably, toddled off into the night.
Anyhow, the young male was at work when he received a call from his mother wondering about the ghastly smell and poorly concealed evidence stinking from the living room couch. Thinking on the spot, the young male decided that the only course of action was to blame it on the family pet, a beloved dog named Sandy who had behaved impeccably in the home for eight years. Satisfied with the response the mother decided that Sandy should be taken to the vet for a checkup. The young male was relieved that his ingenuity had secured an escape from a potentially difficult situation.
At 6pm he returned home to the news that Sandy had been put down.
Was it a.... Shih Tzus??????????