The Foreman"s Foreskin (Transexuales)

I had been working in the construction industry a week when the foreman called me to
his office. As I made my way over I wondered what I could have done wrong. As it had
gone clocking off time I was annoyed that the meeting would be eating in to my free
time.

&quot..Aah, come in.&quot.. he said as I stepped through the door. &quot..Have a seat.&quot..
His office was much neater than I thought it would be. As I looked around the room I
noticed that there were no girlie pictures like I had seen plastered up everywhere else.

&quot..Would you like a beer?&quot.. he asked me.
&quot..Sure.&quot.. I replied, wondering what kind of meeting this would be. I hoped that he wasn&quot..t
trying to let me down gently. Perhaps my work wasn&quot..t up to standard and he was letting
me go. If I was going to be fired I would prefer no social chit chat first. He got up and
went through a door to my right. I looked into the room and notic…
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