Two old ladies were outside their nursing home, having a smoke, when it started to rain. One of the ladies pulled out a condom, cut off the end, put it over her cigarette, and continued smoking.
Miriam: "What's that?"
Agnes: "A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet."
Miriam: "Where did you get it?"
Agnes: "You can get them at any drugstore."
The next day Miriam hobbled herself off to the local drugstore and announced to the pharmacist that she wants a box of condoms.
The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looked at her kind of strangely (she was, after all, over 80 years old) but very delicately he asked, "What brand do you prefer?"
"Doesn't matter sonny, as long as it fits a Camel." ...upon which the pharmacist fainted.
Miriam: "What's that?"
Agnes: "A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet."
Miriam: "Where did you get it?"
Agnes: "You can get them at any drugstore."
The next day Miriam hobbled herself off to the local drugstore and announced to the pharmacist that she wants a box of condoms.
The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looked at her kind of strangely (she was, after all, over 80 years old) but very delicately he asked, "What brand do you prefer?"
"Doesn't matter sonny, as long as it fits a Camel." ...upon which the pharmacist fainted.