A husband walks into Victoria’s Secret Store to purchase a negligee for his wife.
He is shown several possibilities that range from £250 to £500 in price — the more sheer, the higher the price.
Naturally, he opts for the most sheer item, pays the £500, and takes it home.
He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and model it for him.
Upstairs the wife thinks (she’s no dummy), ‘I have an idea, it’s so sheer that it might as well be nothing.
I won’t put it on, but I’ll do the modelling naked, return it tomorrow, and keep the £500 refunded for myself.
‘ She appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose and another, then another…..
The husband says, ‘Good Grief! “You’d think for £500, they’d at least iron it!’
He never heard the shot.
Funeral on Thursday at Noon.
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Never trust the Tories look what Thatcher and Major did in the 80s and 90s and look what the wicked witch May is doing now doing now 
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