Two friends were sharing a window-side booth in a coffee shop across the street from a bordello. In the window directly facing them was a prostitute displaying her wares. Neither friend could quite see what it was the woman was using to cover her wares. One friend argued that it was a silk scarf, while the other argued that it was a pair of satin panties. After about twenty minutes of arguing one of the friends finally decided to go and ask. When he returned he was ghost white and completely silent. When asked what the answer to their argument was he could only shake his head and rock gently back and forth. Overtaken with curiosity the other friend made his way to the woman and asked her himself. He, also, returned silent and pale as death.

Her answer whether she used a silk scarf or satin panties for decency? Neither, she was covered by flies.

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Sorry about that. I haven’t told that joke in ten years, and now I remember why.