At a crowded NYC movie theatre, a woman paced back and forth next to the line of ticket-holders. "Does anyone have a tampon?" she asked, frantically. She stopped next to a woman with platinum hair, who quipped, "You're asking the wrong woman. I'm on Medicare."
Finally, the tampon-seeker found what she was looking for. After she exited the bathroom, she once again found the platinum-haired woman and apologized for having bothered her. "Not at all," replied the woman. "If you think I'm young enough to wear a tampon, you've made my day."
Saturday, December 30, 2006
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