A lady walks into Tiffany&#39;s. She browses around, spots a beautiful<br />diamond bracelet and walks over to inspect it. As she bends over to look<br />more closely she inadvertently breaks wind.<br /><br />Very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone has<br />noticed her little accident and prays that a sales person doesn&#39;t pop up<br />right now. As she turns around, her worst nightmare materializes in the<br />form of a salesman standing right behind her.<br /><br />Cool as a cucumber and displaying complete professionalism, the salesman<br />greets the lady with, &#39;Good day, Madam. How may we help you today?&#39;<br /><br />Very uncomfortably, but hoping that the salesman may just not have been<br />there at the time of her little &#39;accident&#39;, she asks, &#39;Sir, what is the<br />price of this lovely bracelet?&#39;<br /><br />He answers, &#39;Madam, if you farted just looking at it, you&#39;re going to<br />crap when I tell you the price&#33;