Here's your hilarious joke:

Matches for sale An Aberdonian man is selling matches on Kings Cross Station for 10p a box from the tray on a string round his neck . Each morning a man in a pin-stripe suit walks past and drops ten pence on his tray, day after day, but never takes even so much as a single match. After six month of this, the Aberdonian man has had enough. He waits until the pin-stripe suited man approaches and says "Are you the man who keeps throwing 10p on to my tray and never takes so much as a match?" "I am that man, what do you want?" replied the pin-striped suited man. "Well, the price has gone up to 20p"

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