The Boss's jewells
Fiona has worked the biggest part of her life in a small factory,Beaumont Ltd. when one day she steps into the office of the owner Mr. Hardly.
Well Mr. Hardly you must have heard that just recently I inherited a large sum of money from my old uncle Joe.
Yes I heard of this Fiona and I presume you are comming to tell me that you quit your job.
No Mr. Hardly I dont want to give up my job but I have a special request and for this Im prepared to plunk down 10.000 smackers!!
Mr. Hardly thinks that she lost her mind but hey..10.000£ tax free money is ALOT of money so he says:with what can I help you Fiona?
Well Fred,you dont mind me calling you Fred dont you? No no, go on he says
well Fred for years and years Im puzzled with this question and it has gone so bad that I'm starting to loose sleep over it.
That's no good Fiona,that's no good says Mr. Hardly.
Did you know Fred that your balls are the most discussed item during lunchbrake?
Now Mr.Hardly is knocked off his socks,my balls he think's,well well well.
In an attempt to look unimpressed Fred says go on Fiona.
Well some of the girls claim that your balls have the shape of misformed potatoes.
Overwhelmed by this Mr. Hardly stutters and says:I I I can can assure you Fiona that my testicals are perfectly shaped.
Well I believe that Fred says Fiona but I want this misunderstanding out of the world and I'm prepared to pay 10.000£ for this.To assure you
Fred that my intentions are genuine I will bring my lawyer with me to verify that your balls are perfectly normal,that is if you agree to show them to
me and my lawyer next friday at 9 o'clock here in this office.
Mr.Hardly is torned between the 10.000£ and the image of showing his balls but he decides that he probably never gonna have a chance to earn 10 grant
so easely and agrees.
Next friday at exactly 9 hour Fiona and her lawyer enter the office of Mr. Hardly and Fiona says:Mr. Hardly may I introduce Mr. Finch of Finch &
Ass.
While both man shaking hands Fiona takes a seat and says:well Fred show us what you've got.
Mr. Hardly stands up,opens his zipper and proudly holds his marbles in his hands.
Oh my god!!! says the lawyer just before he collapses with a loud bang on the floor.
Mr. Hardly quickly puts his family jewells back in his trousers and while running to the lawyer he asks Fiona:what happens to him?
Well Fred i made a bet for 20.000£ with that looser that on this very day at this very hour Mr. Hardly of Beaumont Ltd would be standing in front of
me holding his potatoes in his hand!
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