A husband and wife go on a cruise. She's a large, loud and domineering woman. He's a short, quiet, bespectacled type.
First night at sea after dinner, the women excuse themselves and the men gather round the bar telling stories. When it comes to his turn, the little bloke regales them with a talk on sex that has them rolling in the aisles. When he gets back late to the cabin his wife demands to know what he's been up to and thinking quickly, he tells her he delivered a talk on sailing.
'Sailing!' she sneers. 'What on earth do you know about sailing?'
Next morning at breakfast, a bloke at the next table turns to the little feller's wife and tells her what a marvellous raconteur her husband is.
'Well. It surprises me,' says the wife. 'He's only ever done it twice. The first time he was sick and the second time his hat blew off.'
First night at sea after dinner, the women excuse themselves and the men gather round the bar telling stories. When it comes to his turn, the little bloke regales them with a talk on sex that has them rolling in the aisles. When he gets back late to the cabin his wife demands to know what he's been up to and thinking quickly, he tells her he delivered a talk on sailing.
'Sailing!' she sneers. 'What on earth do you know about sailing?'
Next morning at breakfast, a bloke at the next table turns to the little feller's wife and tells her what a marvellous raconteur her husband is.
'Well. It surprises me,' says the wife. 'He's only ever done it twice. The first time he was sick and the second time his hat blew off.'