I get some strange ideas whilst looking out of the bus window
“Good morning, madam, may I help you?”
“I’d like to change my husband.”
“But…”
“Female, blonde, twenty-ish, face that launched a thousand ships, figure to die for, that kind of thing; I really don’t know why it took so long to find out I…”
“MADAM!”
“Is there a problem?”
“Madam, this is NOT that kind of shop.”
“But the sign over the door…“
“BENNY’S EXCHANGE CENTRE, not BENNY'S SEXCHANGE CENTRE.”
“Damn! I guess I need new glasses.”