It was 11.30 at night as the young couple made their way back
from the pub. Suddenly they could contain their passion no
longer and stopping by a fence he took her there and then.
Unfortunately their excitement was so boisterous that the
fence was knocked down and the sound brought the
householder storming down the garden.
“What the hell’s going on?” he yelled. “I want £60 now to
repair that bloody fence.”
The man paid up and later when they were alone, he turned
to his girlfriend and said, “Come on, Sylvie, you’re always on
about equal rights, how about giving me half towards the
fence?”
“Get real!” she answered. “You were the one doing all the
pushing.”