> A woman was having a > passionate affair with an Irish inspector from a > pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in > the bedroom together when her husband arrived home > unexpectedly. > > 'Quick,' said the woman to the lover, > 'into the closet!' and she pushed him in the closet, > stark naked. > > The husband, however, became suspicious and after a > search of the bedroom discovered the man in the > closet. 'Who > are you?' he asked him. > > 'I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,' said > the exterminator. > > 'What are you doing in there?' the husband > asked. > > 'I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation > of moths,' the man replied. > > 'And where are your clothes?' asked the > husband. > > The man looked down at himself and said, 'Those > little bastards! '
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> passionate affair with an Irish inspector from a
> pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in
> the bedroom together when her husband arrived home
> unexpectedly.
>
> 'Quick,' said the woman to the lover,
> 'into the closet!' and she pushed him in the closet,
> stark naked.
>
> The husband, however, became suspicious and after a
> search of the bedroom discovered the man in the
> closet. 'Who
> are you?' he asked him.
>
> 'I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,' said
> the exterminator.
>
> 'What are you doing in there?' the husband
> asked.
>
> 'I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation
> of moths,' the man replied.
>
> 'And where are your clothes?' asked the
> husband.
>
> The man looked down at himself and said, 'Those
> little bastards! '