The restaurateur, though at first confused at such a request,
went ahead and got a fork as requested and handed it to him. The Blind man
smelt the fork with a deep breath and said, "Yes, I will have the Lamb
with seasoned potatoes and spring vegetables." This is unbelievable thought the
restaurateur.
Some two weeks later, when the Blind man came to patronize
the same restaurant once more, the restaurateur jumped at a golden opportunity
to prove that the last success of the blind man’s sense of smell may have been
a fluke. He enthusiastically sat him and said, “I shall be back in a moment
with a fork.”
He then went to the kitchen and pleaded with his wife
Caroline, who incidentally is the cook and said, “Honey, please do me a favour
by dipping your finger in your vagina, and rubbing it on this fork.”
“Certainly,” Caroline said. She promptly dipped her finger in her vagina,
rubbed the fork with it and handed it to her husband.
The restaurateur excitedly and with a mischievous smile on
his face, rushed back to the blind man’s table and handed him the fork. The
blind man took the fork, raised it to his nose, inhaled and said,
“Hmmmm, this is interesting, I didn’t know Caroline works
here.”
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