The front door bell chimes and Mrs. White gets up from the kitchen table, wanders down the hallway, answers it only to be confronted by a Odd Strange Man she's never seen before in her life who asks, are your private parts below your belly button in working order?. Red faced and furious Mrs. White slams the front door in his face.
The Odd Strange Man repeats the same question five days in a row, fed up with the harassment Mrs. White decides to speak to her husband about the Odd Strange Man Mr. White says, i'll chuck a sickie tomorrow so when the Odd Strange Man asks you the same question say yes then we'll see what reaction you get.
As predicted the Odd Strange Man turns up the next day, Mrs. White opens the front door and he asks, are you private parts below your belly button in working order?, Mrs. White says, yes.
Awesome he says, then asks, could you tell your husband to cease using my wife's private parts below her belly button for his private pleasure. Gently Mrs. White closes the front door, charges down the hallway into the kitchen where Mr. White is sitting at the table and says, how dare you, then slaps him across the face so viciously that it sends him flying off the chair onto the tiled floor feeling a bit dazed and confused.
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