Man: "Which perfume do you use ? It smells good. I want to buy one for my wife."
Lady: "Please don't. Some idiot will have an excuse to talk to her."
I dreamed last night I was offered a job in a flying slaughterhouse as a butcher. The weird thing is that it would be in a 747, while in flight, so that deliveries to supermarkets were always as fresh as possible. The pay would be phenomenal, but the work extremely dangerous.
In the end, I turned down the offer.
*I simply felt that the steaks would be too high*
I wanted to learn how to fly a plane...
But I realised I was in the wrong class when the professor said this will be a crash course in flight!
(Sorry if it's a bit dad joke-ish I tried to write my own joke but chances are it's been told before)
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