a lady walks in to tiffany’s…. she looks around, spots a beautiful diamond bracelet and walks over to inspect it….
as she bends over to look more closely, she unexpectedly farts! (man o man… oh god… bet she thought it would be one of those quiet ones…)
very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone noticed her little whoops and prays that a salesperson wasn’t anywhere near….
as she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the form of a salesman standing right behind her… (oh god)… good looking as well….
cool as a cucumber, he displays all of the qualities one would expect of a professional in a store like tiffany’s
he politely greets the lady, “good day, madam. how may we help you today?”
blushing and uncomfortable (no doubt) , but still hoping that the salesman somehow missed her, um, wind…. she asks “sir, what is the price of this lovely bracelet?”
he answers, “madam…. if you farted just looking at it you’re going to shit when i tell you the price…”
ha! cracked me up! i may or may not have been in a similar situation, and if i had been, it certainly wasn’t at tiffany’s! maybe you know, possibly looking at the FINE JEWELS located in the glass cabinets at wal-mart….