feralbass
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A woman was having a passionate affair with an Irish inspector from a pest-control company. One afternoon, they were carrying on in the bedroom when her husband arrived home unexpectedly.
“Quick!” said the woman to the lover. “Into the closet!” And she pushed him in, stark naked.
The husband, however, became suspicious and after searching the bedroom, found the man.
“Who are you?” the husband demanded.
“I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,” said the exterminator.
“What are you doing in there?” the husband barked.
“I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of moths,” the man replied.
“And where are your clothes?” asked the husband.
The man looked down at himself and said, “Those little bastards!”
“Quick!” said the woman to the lover. “Into the closet!” And she pushed him in, stark naked.
The husband, however, became suspicious and after searching the bedroom, found the man.
“Who are you?” the husband demanded.
“I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,” said the exterminator.
“What are you doing in there?” the husband barked.
“I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of moths,” the man replied.
“And where are your clothes?” asked the husband.
The man looked down at himself and said, “Those little bastards!”
