Thursday, February 16, 2006

Cheryl tells us about Cigarettes and Tampons


A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up and down the aisles.

The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help. He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle.

A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and ball of string on the counter. She says, confused, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?"

He answers "You see, it's like this. Yesterday, I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers; 'cause it's sooooo much cheaper. So, I figure if I have to roll my own, so does she."

That's love.

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