I am reminded of a joke which I will share with you…right now:
A friend of mine, who works as a chemist, was telling me about one of his usual customers. This one lady, he said, would come in every week and ask for a tub of Vaseline. (I assume you know what Vaseline is) Week after week, without fail, she would buy the lubricating product. She was a reasonably young lady, and the chemist did wonder what on earth she could use such large amounts for. So one day as she was finding her money to pay the chemist, he spoke out.
“Excuse me madam,” he asked, “If you don’t mind me prying. What do you use all this Vaseline for?”
Without a batter of an eyelid she answered, “For sex.”
The chemist was shocked at her calmness over the matter.
“If you don’t mind madam,” he asked again, “what exactly do you use it for?”
“Well,” she said,
“I spread it on the doorknob to stop the kids walking in.”"