The poor man had a dreadful medical problem, so he went
along to the chemist to see if they could help him.
Unfortunately, the shop was owned by two spinsters, but it
was too late to walk out, so blushing profusely, he explained
that he had a permanent erection and what could they give
him for it.
“Just a moment, Sir” and the two women went into the back
room to confer.
A couple of minutes later, they returned smiling happily.
“Okay, we’ve talked it over and we can offer you a half
partnership in the shop and £1,000 cash.”