I drove a fit drunken gir …

misunderstanding

I drove a fit drunken girl home in my taxi tonight, and when we arrived at her house, she told me she had no money, but could settle the debt in another way as she began to slide her knickers down past the skimpy little skirt she had on.
“Sorry luv,” I replied, “You’re going to have to pay with money, I can see those will never fit me.”

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