My mom has a gang of friends. They call themselves the Fat Sisters. One of the Fats is name Jenny, and her husband's name is George. This exchange is quite typical of Jenny and George.
George: That woman's perfume makes her smell like a French whore.
Jenny: Now, George. How could you possibly know what a French whore smells like?
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