The smell of comedy

This one time I needed some deodorant cos I was going out and wanted to smell nice after my bath. But the shops were closed and the only place I could get it from was the petrol station.
So I went into the petrol station and looked around the shelves but couldn’t see it anywhere and then noticed that they kept it behind the counter. Probably cos it’s so dangerous.
So I queued up and after a few minutes I finally got to ask the assistant, “Can I have a can of deodorant please?”
And she said, “Sure?”
And I said, “I’m positive, I fucking stink.”
It didn’t get a laugh. Not from the assistant and not from the 12 people queuing behind me.
And that’s why I can’t back there ever again.

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