The Russian/Canadian Couple

[Mickey Richaud]

A Russian woman married a Canadian gentleman and they lived happily ever after in Toronto.

The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but did manage to communicate with her husband. The real problem arose whenever she had to shop for groceries.

One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy chicken legs.

She didn't know how to put forward her request, and in desperation, clucked like a chicken and lifted up her skirt to show her thighs.

Her butcher got the message, and gave her the chicken legs.

Next day she needed to get chicken breasts. Again she didn't know how to say it, and so she clucked like a chicken and, well, you can imagine what she did next...


The butcher understood again, and gave her some chicken breasts.

On the 3rd day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages.

Unable to find a way to communicate this, she brought her husband to the store...

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What WERE you thinking?

Hellooooooo, her husband speaks English!

I don't know about you sometimes... :angel:

 

[DrEntropy]

Snork-splutter-gasp...

 

[ecurie_ecosse]

Mais yeah!!!! :thumbsup:

Stuart.

 

[14dna]

I knew what was coming, In fact that story could be about my neighbors!

Dave

 

[Silverghost]

Now, one day tha same lady decided she was going to shop on her own. So she went to the store. First she placed her hands on top of head - she needed a head of lettuce. Then she placed her hands on her chest - she needed 2 jugs of milk. Finally she put her hand on the zipper of her trousers - she needed some Fantastic!!