Two men were painting a bridge over the River Seven. One
was in a cradle at the top and the other was in a second
cradle further down, steadying the ropes.
“Throw me up some paint thinner” shouted the first man.
“Oh thanks” said the second man, who was hard of hearing.
“I’ve been on this diet a month now.”
“No, I said throw me up some thinner.”
“Yes thanks, I’ve had my dinner.”
“Listen, you stupid prat, I said PAINT THINNER” he
“Oh right,” and the second man threw him up a bottle of
paint thinner which unfortunately hit him on the head
causing him to fall out of the cradle and plunge into the icy
waters, never to be seen again. The following month, an
inquest was held and before the verdict was announced the
coroner asked whether anyone present had anything to say.
His mate got up and replied,
“Just one thing, Mr Coroner Sir. I think his accident had
something to do with sex.”
“Really? Why’s that?”
“Well, as he passed me going down he shouted ‘Cunt’.”