Alby_da_Wolf on 01 April 2009
Jokes aren't USA exclusive... A grand-grandfather of mine was a little bit tired of some brokers at cattle market scrounging his snuff, so he started carrying a second snuffbox containing snuff mixed with dried dung. One of the broker, after scrounging again, started sniffing the air and told him "What a faint stink of shit, Mr Bista (common nickname in Umbria for John the Baptist, my grand-grandpa name), perchance these kids running around have some under their shoes"? 
