A little old man was walking around in a supermarket calling out, "Crisco, Crissssssscoooo!"
Soon an assistant manager approached and says, "Sir, the Crisco is in aisle 3.."
The old guy replied, "Oh, I'm not looking for the cooking stuff. I'm calling my wife. She's in here somewhere"
The clerk was astonished. "Your wife's name is Crisco?"
The old guy answered, "Oh no, no, no. I only call her that when we're out in public."
"I see," said the clerk. "What do you call her at home?"
"Lard ass."
Soon an assistant manager approached and says, "Sir, the Crisco is in aisle 3.."
The old guy replied, "Oh, I'm not looking for the cooking stuff. I'm calling my wife. She's in here somewhere"
The clerk was astonished. "Your wife's name is Crisco?"
The old guy answered, "Oh no, no, no. I only call her that when we're out in public."
"I see," said the clerk. "What do you call her at home?"
"Lard ass."
