So I parked up, and looking in the mirror saw one of the local prostitutes walking towards the car. Well, I thought, why not. A change is as good as a rest. Anyway, I knew her.
'Hi Gloria, how's business ?'
So-so, why, are you interested ?
'Maybe, what are you charging these days ?'
Well, Sid. Seeing it's you, £30 for a quickie in the car park.
'No thanks Gloria, I was thinking more like £5'.
Well you always were a skinflint. No way. See you around.
And she walked off.
Anyway, the wife returned with the shopping, and just as she was getting into the car, Gloria passed by and shouted
"Hey Rebby,
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