In memory of Cashphat

In memory of our father
Daniel J Brooks
June 20, 1957 to December 18,2011
We will always remember you
From his sons Rooster and Squatchy

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Rude Shoe Salesman

The middle-aged wife had just returned to the house on Saturday
afternoon after a shopping trip. She was quite agitated, and
proceeded to tell her husband about a certain shoe salesman who
had been rude.

It seems she was sitting down while he helped her try on
various shoes, and happened to glance up and notice that she
was not wearing any knickers under her dress. Without even
thinking, he just blurted out, "If that thing was full of ice
cream, I'd eat every bite."

Well, she was understandably insulted, and now wanted to know
what her husband was going to do about it.

The husband just sat there, watching football on TV, and
grunted. The wife became hysterical, and insisted on knowing
why he didn't go down to the shop and punch the rude salesman
right in the nose.

"Well", the husband replied, "There are three reasons I won't
punch that guy in the nose. First of all, you shouldn't have
even been shopping for shoes, since you have a whole wardrobe
full of them. Secondly, you have no business going shopping
with no knickers on. But most of all, I'm not going to punch
anyone who's big enough to eat that much ice cream!"

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