A misguided guy is driving his family round the Welsh Valleys on holiday, when he passes a "Produce" stall at the side of the road advertising "FRESH PEARS! FRESH PLUMS! FRESH PARACETOMOL!" Being a London townie, this gave him a bit of a shock, so 2 hundred yards down the road he went back to see the red-shirted proprietor.
"'Scuse me,my man. I think your sign is a bit orff. Plums and Pears I can understand, but is Paracetomol really on your list of wares?
"Well, course it is, But! I'm a FARMER,SEE!"
"'Scuse me,my man. I think your sign is a bit orff. Plums and Pears I can understand, but is Paracetomol really on your list of wares?
"Well, course it is, But! I'm a FARMER,SEE!"
