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A man was fed up of congestion charges in London and could not ride a bike. An arab friend of his suggested riding a camel to work.He bought one and for the first week everything went well. He would tie the camel outside his office while he was at work.
One day he left work to find his camel had been stolen..HORROR!!
He went to the police station and recounted his story to a very sceptical constable.
Name...Daisy
Colour...Brown,
Type...Dromedary
Sex....."Er..I don't really know, I never checked."
"Right, Sir, have a think about it and if you come up with anything ,let us know."
He started walking out then turned back...."I remember now, it's a female, yes, definitely a female."
"What makes you so sure Sir?"
"I remember riding down the High Street last week and a man said to his friend......'Look at the soft kunt on that camel.
One day he left work to find his camel had been stolen..HORROR!!
He went to the police station and recounted his story to a very sceptical constable.
Name...Daisy
Colour...Brown,
Type...Dromedary
Sex....."Er..I don't really know, I never checked."
"Right, Sir, have a think about it and if you come up with anything ,let us know."
He started walking out then turned back...."I remember now, it's a female, yes, definitely a female."
"What makes you so sure Sir?"
"I remember riding down the High Street last week and a man said to his friend......'Look at the soft kunt on that camel.