Peacock

A todos vós que sois pais, ou que andais a treinar (no monte), deixo-vos uma mensagem do meu amigo David. Gostei tanto que a decidi gravar aqui. Se acharem que não é apropriado para o Blog, p.f. gritem que eu retiro-a.

I took my Dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes (he is 66).
We decided to grab a bite at the food court.

I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him.

The teenager had spiked hair in all different colours - green, red, orange, and blue.

My Dad kept staring at her.

The teenager kept looking and would find my Dad staring every time.

When the teenager had had enough, she sarcastically asked: “What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life”?

Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; I knew he would have a good one!

In classic style he responded without batting an eyelid …………

“Got stoned once and screwed a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my daughter."

Moral da história: Nunca fumem daquilo quando andam pavões por perto...

E para perceberem como as limpezas ajudam a destressar...



...podem ir limpar sanitas...






...Moral da história:

Quando olho para uma serra vejo um monte de subidas... O Chefe vê um monte de descidas... Ou cuidado com as limpezas (do Tu o'Six)...