Insane man wearing jeans

A CLEARLY disturbed man has chosen to wear full-length trousers rather than shorts, it has emerged.

Undeterred by the scorching temperatures currently blighting the nation, unbalanced maniac Tom Booker has voluntarily chosen to forego the rational choice of shorts and instead has both legs fully covered.

Disturbed onlooker Nikki Hollis said: “What does this f**khead think it is, this time last week?

“Shouldn’t a carer or someone be supervising him? They can be any shorts, not just stylish yet reasonably priced ones from M&S. Even an unsexy cargo pair would do. But jeans? Has he not heard this is a climate emergency?”

Martin Bishop said: “This is cruel, somebody should really step in to save the poor guy. If this was a dog locked in a hot car you wouldn’t hesitate to smash the windows to free it. This is the same thing.

“We should hold him down and forcibly strip him of his illegal leg coverings, then hoist them on a pole while hooting and hollering wildly. Anyone? I wouldn’t normally, but it’s this heat.”

Booker said: “I expect I’ll carry on like this until October then change into shorts. That should feel nice and bracing.”

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Man sleeps with woman to prevent second date

A MAN who wanted to avoid the awkwardness of turning a woman down after their first date achieved the same result by having sex with her instead. 

Tom Booker was going to give Grace Wood-Morris a little speech about not being in the right place right now and the vibe being off, but instead took the coward’s way out with preposterously poor lovemaking.

He said: “I couldn’t bear to see her face as I let her down, so I did this instead. That way I could keep my eyes tight shut when I ejaculated after 98 seconds.

“She was into me, I wasn’t into her, that power imbalance embarrassed me, so I did the decent thing and let her know there was no future in it the old-fashioned way. And believe me, she’s in no doubt.

“Back at her place I wasted zero time letting her know I wasn’t a keeper. No foreplay and a swift finish during which I moaned ‘Mommy’. She couldn’t get me off her fast enough. And best of all, she feels like she’s the one doing the dumping.

“I walked out of there with my head held high. I’d ended it like a gentleman. Within 40 minutes she’d texted me a polite but final ending and I could block her number with a clear conscience.”

Wood-Morris said: “I’ve had worse.”