A Blind Man came to my restaurant. I asked him; Menu sir? He replied; I am blind. Just bring me one of your dirty forks. I will smell it and order. A confused Me, got a fork. The Blind Man smelt the fork with a deep breath and said; Yes, I will have a plate of chicken with fried plantain and oil beans. I thought in Me; Unbelievable!. The Blind Man ate and left. Two weeks later, the Blind Man returned. I, wanting to see how good his smell is, quickly went to the kitchen where my wife Jane was cooking. I said to her; Do me a favour and rub this fork over your private part!, which she does! I then went to the Blind Man and gave him the fork. The Blind Man took it, puts it to his nose and said; Oh interesting! I never knew Jane works here! I fainted.
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 05:19:10 +0000
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