On a dull monday morning

Murphman · October 15, 2007

I'll go first...

Prince Charles decided to take up jogging.

Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street

corner. He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what

was almost certain to follow.

"One hundred and fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the curb.

"No! Five pounds!" He would fire back, just to shut her up.

This ritual between him and the hooker became a daily

occurrence. He'd run by and she'd yell, "One hundred and Fifty

pounds!" He'd yell back, "Five pounds!"

One day, Camilla decided that she wanted to accompany her

'husband' on his jog.

As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street

corner, Prince Charles realised she'd bark her £150 offer and

Camilla would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past

outings. He figured he'd better have a good explanation for his

wife.

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the

corner, he became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough,

there was the hooker. He tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she

watched the pair jog past.

Then, from her corner, the hooker yelled, "See what you get

for five pounds, you tight barstard?!"

hehe......

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Nathan Explosion · October 15, 2007