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A man goes to Frederick’s of Hollywood to buy his wife the most sheer
lingerie he can find.

The woman behind the counter goes and gets an outfit.

“This is $200,” she says.

“I want one that’s more sheer,” says he.

“This one is $350.”

“I want it even more sheer than that.”

“This one is the most sheer that we have. It’s $500.”

“I’ll take it!”

The man goes home to his wife and shows it to her, saying, “Go and put
this on and come down to model it for me.”

His wife goes upstairs, opens the box and thinks to herself, “This thing is
so see-through that the old coot won’t even notice if I’m wearing it or not.
I can take this back for a refund and he'll never know the difference.”

A few moments later, his wife comes out wearing nothing at all and strikes
a pose at the top of the stairs.

“So, how do you like it?” she asks.

He looks at her a moment and says very sadly, “Well, you’d think for $500
they’d iron the damn thing.”
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