Raymond N Priscilla Miller
01-16-2013, 01:44 AM
A lady walks into a luxury coach dealership.
She browses around, then spots the perfect mid entry Newell coach and steps up inside it.
Upon entering she immediately gets comfortable and sits down on the fine leather upholstery, as she begins sitting, a loud fart escapes her.
Very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now.
She gets back up, as a salesman is walking in through the door way.
"Good day, Madame. How may we help you today?"
Very uncomfortably she asks, "Sir, what is the price of this beautiful luxury coach?"
He answers, "Madame, if you farted just sitting in it, you are going to Sh*t when you hear the price."
She browses around, then spots the perfect mid entry Newell coach and steps up inside it.
Upon entering she immediately gets comfortable and sits down on the fine leather upholstery, as she begins sitting, a loud fart escapes her.
Very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now.
She gets back up, as a salesman is walking in through the door way.
"Good day, Madame. How may we help you today?"
Very uncomfortably she asks, "Sir, what is the price of this beautiful luxury coach?"
He answers, "Madame, if you farted just sitting in it, you are going to Sh*t when you hear the price."