(Explicit)
A woman walks into an ice cream parlor and tells the guy behind the counter, "I'd like a gallon of chocolate ice cream, please."
The counter man says, "I'm sorry but we just ran out of chocolate ice cream, can I interest you in another flavor?
She says, "In that case, I'll have half a gallon of chocolate ice cream."
"Ma'am, I'm sorry but I just told you we don't have any chocolate ice cream."
"Okay, then I'll have a pint of chocolate ice cream."
"Look lady, I said we don't have ANY chocolate ice cream."
"That's okay, I'll have an ice cream cone with two scoops of chocolate."
The counter man, now at his wits end says, "Lady, how do you spell the 'straw' in strawberry?"
She says, "S-T-R-A-W."
"Right, now how do you spell the 'van' in vanilla?"
"V-A-N."
"Great, now how do you spell the 'fuck' in chocolate?"
She says, "There is no 'fuck' in chocolate."
So the counter man blurts out: "That's what I've been trying to tell you,"
