A few years ago, whilst still in the UK, a female relative came to visit, from USA, and I told her, that the local butcher ‘loved a good joke’ – so to have one ready for her to tell him. We went on the Saturday morning, the shop was packed, and this is what she told him – rather loudly.
A guy rings his Wife, from work, and tells her, he is on the threshold, of promotion- his boss, wants to take them both out to dinner, that evening – ‘so get dressed up real good – I’ll be home at six, and we have to be at Queens, for seven’.
In the early afternoon, she rings him, and tells him she has been grossly offended – by a guy down town. And he must return home immediately. When he gets home, she is very distressed, and tells him, she showered, chose her best slinky red evening gown, tried it on, then realised she only had her shabby silver court shoes, and needed new shoes. So, she went straight down to the shoe shop, in the Mall, for new ones.
On entering the store, the young man in there, sat her down, and because of the tightness of the gown, she pulled it up, then realised, that in her haste, she had forgotten to put on her undies.
Immediately, the guy in the shoe store, sat down in front of her, he looked at her, and said ‘if that was filled with Ice cream, I could fill the whole of it’.. She said, ‘ so I hit him, with my handbag, – and I want you to go down there, and sort him.’.
Her husband replied, ‘I’ll do no such thing – you were totally in the wrong – In the first place, you had no right to go out without wearing your underwear, - In the second place, you have a cupboard full of shoes, and in the third place, no man on God’s earth, could possibly, eat that much Ice cream. –
Two thirds of his customers, in that Butchers, burst out laughing, and two ladies, just went poe-faced!
