> Tony Blair and David Cameron somehow ended up at the
> same barber shop.
> As they sat there, each being worked on by a
> different barber, not a word
> was spoken.
>
> The barbers were both afraid to start a conversation,
> for fear it would turn
> to politics.
> As the barbers finished their shaves, the one who had
> Blair in his chair
> reached for the aftershave.
> Blair was quick to stop him jokingly saying, "No thanks,
> my wife, Cherie,
> will smell that and think I've been in a brothel."
> The second barber turned to Cameron and said, "How about
> you" Mr. Cameron?"
> Cameron replied, "Go ahead, my wife doesn't know what
> the inside of a
> brothel smells like".
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Subject: British humour 
