"Y'all got any American razor blades in here?" a Texan asked the
London pharmacist. "All I see are these damn Wilkinsons."
"Sir," the Englishman patiently replied, "Wilkinson has been
producing the finest surgical instruments, weapons and razors
since before Waterloo."
"I don't give a damn if they passed them out on Noah's Ark if
they ain't any good." the Texan retorted.
"I can assure you they are very good sir." the peeved druggist
said. "Why just last year, my wife swallowed one. It gave her a
tonsillectomy, an appendectomy, a hysterectomy, circumcised the
gardener, emasculated a neighbor, cut two of a delivery boy's
fingers off at the knuckle--and I still got 10 shaves out of it."