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My wife was walking around in a supermarket calling out, "Crisco, Crisssssssco!"
Soon a store clerk approached her and said, "Lady, the Crisco is in aisle D."
My wife replied, "Oh, I'm not looking for the cooking stuff. I'm calling my husband."
The clerk was astonished. "Your husband's name is Crisco?"
My wife answerd, "Oh no, no, no. I only call him that when we're out in public."
"I see," said the clerk. "What do you call him at home?"
"Lard bottom."
Soon a store clerk approached her and said, "Lady, the Crisco is in aisle D."
My wife replied, "Oh, I'm not looking for the cooking stuff. I'm calling my husband."
The clerk was astonished. "Your husband's name is Crisco?"
My wife answerd, "Oh no, no, no. I only call him that when we're out in public."
"I see," said the clerk. "What do you call him at home?"
"Lard bottom."