“Guess what, sir?” the clerk said. “I finally sold that terrible, ugly suit we have had so long!”
“Do you mean that repulsive pink-and-blue double-breasted thing?” the manager asked.
“That is the one!”
That is great!” the manager cried, “I thought we would never get rid of that monstrosity! That had to be the ugliest suit we have ever had! But tell me. Why is your hand bandaged?”
“Oh,” the clerk replied, “after I sold the guy that suit, his guide dog bit me.”