[chasswen]

A husband walks into Victoria 's Secret to purchase a sheer negligee for his
wife. He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500 in
price, the more sheer, the higher the price. Naturally, he opts for the
sheerest item, pays the $500 and takes it home. He presents it to his wife
and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and model it for him.

Upstairs, the wife thinks, 'I have an idea. It's so sheer that it might as
well be nothing... I won't put it on, but I'll do the modeling naked, return
it tomorrow, and keep the $500 refund for myself.'

So she appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose.

The husband says, 'Good Grief! You'd think for $500, they'd at least iron
it!'

He never heard the shot.

Funeral on Friday at Noon. Closed coffin.