Prince Charles decided to take up jogging. Every day, when in London, he would jog past a hooker standing on the street corner.He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain to follow.
'One hundred and fifty pounds!' she would shout from the curb.
'No. Five pounds!' he would fire back, just to shut her up.
This ritual between the Prince and the hooker became a daily occurrence which they both looked forward to.
He'd run by and she'd yell, ' One hundred and fifty pounds'
He'd yell back 'Five pounds'
One day, Camilla decided that she would accompany her husband on his early morning jog. As they approached the corner the Prince realised that the hooker would bark out her 'One hundred and fifty pounds' offer and he would have to explain it to his wife.
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the hooker, sure enough there she was on the corner. He tried to avoid her eyes as she watched them approach and braced himself for the usual comment
Then, from her corner, the prostitute yelled,'There you are, see what you get for five pounds, you tight b*****d !!'
