Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Prince Charles

Prince Charles decided to take up jogging. Every day, he'd jog past a hooker
standing on the same street corner. He learned to brace himself as he
approached her for what was almost certain to follow.
'One hundred and fifty pounds!' she'd shout from the curb.
'No! Five pounds!' He would fire back, just to shut her up.

This ritual between him and the hooker became a daily occurrence.
He'd run by and she'd yell, 'One hundred and Fifty Pounds!'
He'd yell back, 'Five pounds!'

One day, Camilla decided that she wanted to accompany Charles on his jog.
As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Prince
Charles realized she'd bark her 150 pound offer and Camilla would wonder
what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He figured he'd better
have a good explanation for his wife.

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, he became
even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker. He
tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.

Then, from her corner, the hooker yelled, 'See what you get for five pounds,
you tight bastard?!

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