An old woman is going up in a lift in a very Iavish department store when a young, beautiful woman gets in, smelling of expensive scent¹. She turns to the old woman and says arrogantly²: 'Romance by Ralph Lauren, £100 a bottle.'
Then another young woman gets in the lift, She also turns to the old woman and says
snootily: chanel No 5, £150 a bottle.' A few floors later, the old woman has reached her destination. As she gets out, she looks both woman in the eye, then turns round, bends over and farts, saying: 'broccoli³, 25p a pound.'