Sheldon wrote:

> buncha obsessed neurotics... I bet yoose don't wash yer crotch as
> good...maybe that's what yoose smell... prolly where yer spoons been. <G>

Reminds me of this old joke:

A man entered a restaurant and sat at the only open table. As he sat down,
he knocked the spoon off the table with his elbow.

A nearby waiter reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a clean spoon and
set it on the table. The diner was impressed. "Do all the waiters carry
spoons in their pockets?" The waiter replied, "Yes. Ever since we had that
efficiency expert out, he determined that 17.8% of our diners knock the
spoon off the table. By carrying clean spoons with us, we save trips to the
kitchen."

The diner ate his meal. As he was paying the waiter, he commented, "Forgive
the intrusion, but do you know that you have a string hanging from your
fly?" The waiter replied, "Yes, we all do. Seems that the same efficiency
expert determined that we spend too much time washing our hands after using
the men's room. So, the other end of that string is tied to my penis. When I
need to go, I simply pull the string to get my penis out, go, and return to
work. Since I don't actually touch myself, there's no need to wash my hands.
Saves a lot of time."

"Wait a minute," said the diner. "How do you get your penis back in your
pants???"

"Well, I don't know about the other guys, but I use the spoon!!!"


Bob