Two women are talking over the garden wall and the
conversation turns to money.
“You know, Lauren, I’ve discovered a great way to get more
money out of my old man. Last week I wore a low necked
jumper when we went shopping and as I bent over the
supermarket freezer one of my boobs popped out. You
should have seen Bill, he nearly had a blue fit. I told him it
was because I didn’t have enough money to buy a new bra so
he’s increased my housekeeping. You ought to try it.”
The following week, the two women met up for another chat
and Lauren was asked if she had taken her friend’s advice.
“Oh, it was a disaster,” exclaimed Lauren. “We were just
about to go down the bingo when I lifted my skirt and told
my husband I had no knickers on because I couldn’t afford
to buy any. The old skinflint, he threw me a quid and told me
to buy a comb. At least you can look tidy, he said.”