Woman fears being serial killer's least attractive victim

A 34-YEAR-OLD woman’s greatest fear is not only being targeted by a serial killer but also being his least alluring victim.

Bespectacled true crime fan Hannah Tomlinson is terrified of being murdered and also of not being anywhere near as photogenic as her murderer’s other, better kills.

Tomlinson said: “Serial killers have a type, and I worry I might be a bit mousy. And it would just be humiliating.

“Imagine podcasters speculating that my violent death was him ‘going against his established physical preference’ or, even worse, ‘an attempt to throw off the police’ so he could go on stalking hotties.

“Or theorising that he only went for me as a crime of opportunity. You’d want to think ‘At least he had an unhealthy obsession with me,’ not ‘I suppose she’ll do’.”

“They’d probably work out I’d only stumbled on him burying a body because I have a tragic hobby like ornithology, and from this anomaly crack the case, catch him and it’ll all be my fault and girls listening to podcasts will call me a bitch.”

Serial killer Oliver O’Connor said: “No way will I kill her – urgh – but I will allow her to get engaged to me once I’m on Death Row.”

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Shitty £15.99 fan not sure it's got another heatwave in it

A CRAP desk fan from Argos is questioning whether it has the fortitude to keep its owner cool through a fifth heatwave.

Martin Bishop’s 12-inch desk fan, which has been selflessly protecting him from rising heat since 2018, is feeling burnt out after fending off four heatwaves this summer already and fears a further one will be more than its three settings can handle.

It said: “If an office’s air con needs support, I’m the fan for the job. Singlehandedly keeping climate change at bay? That’s asking too f**king much.

“You want an oscillating tower fan for that shit. We’re talking at least 43 inches, preferably with an LED display. Not to put myself down, but I’m a chode compared to those swinging dicks.

“My strength is slowly swivelling with an audible creak. I’m also pretty good at chucking out a slight breeze but, you know, nothing life-changing. I was never meant to be the sole bulwark against the earth burning.

“I’m doing my best. I’m oscillating as hard as I can. But if Martin draws the curtains and dangles his sweaty bollocks in front of me again, I’m burning my motor out.”

Owner Martin Bishop said: “One job, that bloody fan has, but can it completely neutralise three days of 33º temperatures? No. No wonder people shit on them.”