I went in to the butcher's and he said "what do want me old c0ck?"
I said "No a pound of bacon please"
I said "I bet you a tenner you can't reach those t-bones on the top shelf"
He sad "No, the steaks are too high"
I said to him "Where's Fred your usual assistant today?"
He said "I had to sack him, he kept putting his c0ck in the bacon slicer"
I said "Crikey, what have you done with the bacon slicer?"
He said "I've had to let her go as well"