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A woman walks into a Ferrari dealership.
She browses around, then spots the car of her dreams and walks over to inspect it.
As she bends to feel the fine leather upholstery, a small fart escapes her. Extremely embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now. But, as she turns back, there, standing next to her, is a salesman.
"Good day, Madam,
How may we help you today?"
Very uncomfortably, she asks, "Sir, what is the price of this lovely vehicle?
He answers, "Madam, I'm afraid I can't say.... If you farted just touching it, you're going to $$$$ yourself when you hear the price."
She browses around, then spots the car of her dreams and walks over to inspect it.
As she bends to feel the fine leather upholstery, a small fart escapes her. Extremely embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now. But, as she turns back, there, standing next to her, is a salesman.
"Good day, Madam,
How may we help you today?"
Very uncomfortably, she asks, "Sir, what is the price of this lovely vehicle?
He answers, "Madam, I'm afraid I can't say.... If you farted just touching it, you're going to $$$$ yourself when you hear the price."