Tuesday, July 10, 2007

A coworker reminded me of a story. It's from some years ago, and I never tire telling it.

Some years ago, a friend of mine went to go get his back waxed. When the waxer was done and ringing him up, she didn't have a price for "back". So she said she'd just charge him for a "thigh."

I said, that's good. She could have charged him an "arm" and "leg".

(Queue the groans.)