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HAVING THE LAST LAUGH i WeNT into a supermarket today for literally five or six minutes. When i came back out there was a cop writing out a parking ticket. So i went up to him and said: ‘hey, pal, why not be reasonable and give a guy a break?’

he i gnored me and continued writing. So i called him a bigoted, pencil-necked Nazi storm-trooper.

he glared at me and began writing another ticket for worn tyres! So i asked him if his psychiatrist always makes him lie face down on the couch because he’s so pug-ugly.

he finished the second ticket and slapped it on the windscreen alongside the first. Then he began to write out a third one!

This went on until he had slapped a total of five tickets on the windscreen . . . the more insults i fired off, the more he wrote. But hey, i wasn’t overly bothered. My car was parked around the corner.

HAVING THE LAST WORD a SaleS rep, an administration clerk and their manager were walking to lunch when they found a discarded oil lamp in the street.

The clerk picked it up, rubbed it and a genie spirit came out in a puff of smoke. The genie said: ‘i’m permitted to grant you three wishes, so i will give you one choice each.’

‘Me first!’ cried the clerk. ‘i want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.’ Then, poof! he was gone. ‘Me next!’ cried the rep. ‘i’d like to be in hawaii, dancing on the beach with an endless supply of cocktails, and surrounded by dozens of stunning chicks attending to my every need.’ Poof! he was gone. ‘Ok, now it’s your turn,’ the genie said to their manager.

The man replied: ‘Right, i want those two back at work after lunch.’

The moral of the story is: always let your boss have the first say.

Tony Crafter, Sevenoaks, Kent.