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A property PR person is talking to the MD of a building company and a female friend.

PR (to MD): You have to go away now. I need to spill some gossip to Jill.

MD: That’s not fair, I never get to hear gossip. I don’t get rude faxes, e-mails or anything. Go on, tell me.

PR: If you’re sure.

MD: Absolutely.

PR: Well, the other day the sales negotiator here was outside having a lunchtime fag when she glanced across the bird sanctuary and realised that there were two women having full-on sex in the reeds.

MD: Christ!

PR: Anyway, the sales negotiator is so shocked by this that she just has to tell someone. So she runs into the office and phones the site manager and tells him there are two birds having it off in the sanctuary. He says, ‘So what?’, then he realises she means two women, not two chaffinches. Now he’s interested. Anyway, in his rush to get down there and have a good old look he takes a corner too tightly and writes off his car—

MD: A brand-new Land Rover.

PR: That’s right!

MD: That would be a company car then?

PR: (sigh) You see! That’s why you never get to hear gossip!