Sweet Susan Boyle was indeed hoodwinked by yet another homonym four days ago.
Susan wanted to pawn some of her unwanted gifts from some of her fanatical fans. She didn't have a telephone book at hand and so she decided to call the operator to get the number of her local pawn shop. Susan had never used the pawn shop before, but she thought it would be a neat way of 'getting paid' to store unwanted gifts, rather than paying for a storage unit.
Remember, our sweet Susan IS Scottish (so was my mother-in-law and my brother-in-law as are two nephews and a niece).
The operator thought Susan was asking for the number of the local PORN shop and subsequently gave Subo the telephone number of the PORN shop.
Susan made the call and arranged to meet up with the manager of the PORN shop that evening. She loaded up some of the crap she wanted to 'pawn'.
On arriving at the PORN shop, she was greeted by the manager and he looked at the collection of unwanted gifts Susan had brought with her, believing them to be props. for 'shows'. He was quite happy to give her a price for the 'lot' because it WAS a load of crap and that was just what he wanted for his CRAP movies.
He then asked Susan if she would like a tour of the PORN Shop. Susan said, "Och, well why not now that A am here."
It goes without saying that sweet Susan hadn't a clue what the merchandise was for. She didn't ask! She smiled sweetly at the manager, at the end of the tour, took the cash for the 'unwanted gifts' which the PORN shop manager intended to 'sell on' to filmakers who needed CRAP props in their porn movies, IF Susan didn't return to claim it back within 30 days.
29, 28, 27, 26 keep counting.
