I went into Sports Direct on Tuesday and asked for some condoms and KY jelly:
"We are a sports shop." Said the assistant.
On Wednesday I asked for a dual action 12 inch black dildo, some anal beads and a gimp mask.
"We are a sports shop." Said the assistant.
So, on Thursday, I went in and asked for some love eggs and a whip.
Always with the same reply.
Today as I went in, the assistant took me to one side and said. "Mate, you keep coming in and it's getting embarrassing you know we are a sports shop, what the xxxx do you really want?"
I summoned up all my courage took a deep breath and said. "Can I have a Wolves home shirt for my Grandson please?"
DD
Ubique.