Shopping at Tiffany’s
A lady walks into Tiffany’s, looks around, spots a beautiful diamond necklace and walks over to inspect it. As she bends over to look more closely at it, she unexpectedly farts.
Very embarrassed she looks around nervously to see if anyone noticed her little whoops and prays that a salesman wasn’t anywhere near.
As she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the form of a salesman standing right behind her, good looking as well.
Cool as a cucumber, he displays all the qualities one would expect in a store like Tiffany’s.
He politely greets the lady with “good day Madam, how May we help you today?”
Blushing and uncomfortable, but still hoping the salesman somehow missed her little incident, she asks “sir, what is the price of this lovely necklace?”
He answers “Madam, if you farted just looking at it, you’re gonna shit when I tell you the price.”
Very embarrassed she looks around nervously to see if anyone noticed her little whoops and prays that a salesman wasn’t anywhere near.
As she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the form of a salesman standing right behind her, good looking as well.
Cool as a cucumber, he displays all the qualities one would expect in a store like Tiffany’s.
He politely greets the lady with “good day Madam, how May we help you today?”
Blushing and uncomfortable, but still hoping the salesman somehow missed her little incident, she asks “sir, what is the price of this lovely necklace?”
He answers “Madam, if you farted just looking at it, you’re gonna shit when I tell you the price.”
