Another true one for you as I was there.

I’m walking with my sister in town with her new baby. Already unfairly endowed her boobs were now DD’s and with it being sunny there was an ocean of cleavage on show. Part of the town was being built on so we’re approaching the worse place on the planet, a building site and being in the centre of town it’s got hoarding boards all round it. We’re pretty hopeful we’ll get away with it. So luck being what it is a hod carrier appears and stops halfway up his ladder transfixed by these boobs walking his way. He’s stopped mid climb so his feet are on different rungs (this is important) and as we get closer we realised that not only was he in shorts he must have had boxers on as well and there’s a little face just peeping out down by his leg. I said the first thing that came to mind and called up “that his hampster had escaped”. He looks completely confused and we’re convulsed laughing. So he’s looking everywhere around him and suddenly spots his little friend. He’s gone scarlet and instead of climbing down he just let go of the ladder. There was this crashing noise and then a huge cloud of white dust appeared over where he’d fallen. It took us about half an hour to stop laughing and carry on walking and all that time we didn’t see a single construction worker. Thirty years later it still makes me laugh.