Tony Blair started jogging near Chequers. Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow. "Fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the curb. "No! Five pounds!" Tony would fire back. This ritual between Tony and the hooker became a daily occurrence. He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty pounds!" He'd yell back, "Fiver!" One day, Cherie decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Tony realised she'd bark her £50 offer and Cherie would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He knew he'd better have a ###### good explanation for the 'Boss'. As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Tony became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the tart. Tony tried to avoid her eyes as she watched the pair jog past. Then, from the pavement, the tart yelled, "See what you get for a fiver!!"

Works with Bush and wife (if it is indeed female) too.

Edited May 30, 200620 yr by madsere

Excellent!