Fw: scottish soldier

 

 

A Scottish Soldier in full dress uniform marched into a chemist shop. Very carefully he opened his sporran and pulled out a neatly folded cotton bandana, unfolded it to reveal a smaller silk square handkerchief, which he also unfolded to reveal a condom. The condom had a number of patches on it. The chemist held it up and eyed it critically. "How much to repair it?" The Scot asked the chemist. "Six pence," said the chemist. "How much for a new one?" "Ten pence" said the chemist. The Scot painstakingly folded the condom into the silk square handkerchief and the cotton bandana, replaced it carefully in his sporran and marched out of the door, shoulders back and kilt swinging. A moment or two later the chemist heard a great shout go up outside..... followed by an even greater shout. The Scottish soldier marched back into the chemist and addressed the proprietor, this time with a grin on his face. "The regiment has taken a vote," he said. "We'll have a new one."