1tokeovertheline

I got this in an email today and thought it was a good one.

Shopping in New York

A lady walks into a Tiffany's. She browses around, spots
a beautiful diamond bracelet and walks over to inspect it.

As she bends over to look more closely she inadvertently breaks wind. Very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and prays that a sales person doesn't pop up right now.

As she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the form of a a nattily dressed, overindulgent looking salesman standing right behind her.

Crisp as a cucumber and displaying an ultra effete presence, the salesman greets the lady with, 'Good day, Madam. How
may we help you today?'

Very uncomfortably, but hoping that the salesman may just not have been there at the time of her little 'accident', she asks, 'Sir, what is the price of this lovely bracelet?'

Responding in a very patronizing manner he answers, 'Madam,
if you farted just looking at it, you're going to shit when I
tell you the price.