Man dumped for faults shared by all men

A WOMAN has dumped her boyfriend because of a list of faults she has yet to discover are endemic to the male sex. 

Eleanor Shaw, aged 26, ended her relationship with 25-year-old Tom Logan because of unpleasant traits she will soon realise are inherent to his entire gender.

She said: “He farts. He scratches his balls. He believes five hours in the pub is a ‘great night out’. I’m pretty sure he’s looked at porn and maybe even liked it.

“He’s uncomfortable talking about his feelings, is far too into football, he stares at other women’s breasts and once addressed me as ‘mate’ after sex. He’s more passionate about the Iranian embassy siege than he is about me, and used my enriching shampoo on his dog.

“I cannot possibly be with someone who ignores coasters, belches and believes washing his sheets once a month is perfectly acceptable. Other men aren’t like this. I just picked the worst one.

“I’m sure dating apps are filled with gorgeous, rich, monogamous and sexually skilled men eager for commitment who’ll treat me like a princess. Pretty sure I’ll never have to put up with any of that nonsense again.”

Logan said: “I was smashing that relationship. I cooked dinner twice last year.”

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Internet outage provides tantalising glimpse of a world without this bullshit

YESTERDAY’S widespread internet outage has offered the world a fleeting vision of the paradise life could be if not deluged with endless online bollocks. 

The disruption of Amazon Web Services gave people an all-too brief taste of living without relentless Zoom meetings, Duolingo lessons and self-important LinkedIn essays before cruelly plunging everyone back into the online hellscape.

Outage survivor Emma Bradford said: “I couldn’t log into my bank account to see how poor I am. It was beautiful.

“Briefly I saw, as if through a golden doorway, how liberating it would be if the internet went away permanently. No more WhatsApp groups, no more dick pics, no more two-step verification. Tears of joy rolled down my face.

“Influencers immediately become just some twat. School friends you never liked vanish into their boring lives. The racist swamp of Twitter is drained. Advertising is restored to something you mute on the TV occasionally.

“Sure, I wouldn’t be able to buy a £2 skirt from Vinted that I wouldn’t even want in my wardrobe because it smells weird, but it’s a small price to pay for a world without memes.”

She added: “Oh, I’d be in the office eight hours a day, five days a week? I take it all back, I hope the digital boot continues to stamp on my face forever.”