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Thursday, February 2, 2012
My thanks, I think, to Roger who e-mails: “Hi, Lynne. As your column is usually about ageing, thought you might appreciate this one!” and attaches the following from the internet joke circuit.
It’s one I haven’t seen before, probably because no-one dared send it to me. Women readers may find it therapeutic to scribble comments in the margin.
A man walks into Ann Summers to purchase some lingerie for his wife and is shown several possibilities that range from £50 to £150; the more see-through, the higher the price. He opts for the sheerest item, pays the £150 and takes the lingerie home.
He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs put it on and model it for him. Upstairs the wife thinks ‘I have an idea. It’s so see-through that it might as well be nothing. I won’t put it on – do the modelling naked, return it tomorrow and get a £150 refund and keep the money for myself’.
So she appears naked at the top of the stairs and strikes a pose.
The husband says: ‘Stone me, it wasn’t that creased in the shop.’ His funeral is on Thursday.