My approach to sex
Our ATM (or ‘cash machine’ for most of us) started playing up yesterday, so I asked one of the girls if she knew how to fix it.
“I don’t really know what I’m doing,” she explained, “I just open up the back, go inside and start poking things and pressing buttons until it sounds like its working again.”
“That sounds eerily like my approach to sex.” I replied quickly, forgetting that I’ve only known this girl for a couple of weeks.
I left quickly before any awkwardness set in. Classy guy, me.
Mood: Talking without thinking.
Location: Work, Chelmsford