Friday, March 11, 2005
Poodle parlour in Purley
A thin man with a toothbrush stuck up his nose
Walks into a poodle parlour in Purley.
The woman behind the counter looks at him.
The thin man with the toothbrush stuck up his nose looks back.
"What can I do for you, sir?" says the woman.
"I'd like to buy an industrial-strength toothbrush-remover, please."
"Show me your poodle."
"I don't run a poodle."
"Do you have a poodle which runs itself?"
"I don't believe in the existence of poodles."
"Then for both business and metaphysical reasons,
I must terminate this conversation."
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