Barbershop
A chief and an admiral were sitting in the barber shop. They
were both just getting finished with their shaves--the barbers
were reaching for some aftershave to slap on their faces.
The admiral shouted, "Hey, don't put that shit on me! My wife
will think I've been in a whorehouse!"
The chief turned to his barber and said, "Go ahead and put it
on. My wife doesn't know what the inside of a whorehouse
smells like."