Banta went to Paris and needed to get a pair of pants tailored urgently. The only one available was a ladies tailor. So having no choice, an order was placed. The next day Banta goes over and gets the pants - and tries them on. The conversation between him and the tailor is somewhat like this: Tailor: Eez a good? Banta: Yes ! Tailor: Nice colour too...! Banta: Aye.... Tailor: Any probleem? Banta: Well you know the Eiffel Tower ? Tailor: Oui Mons - who in Paris does not ! Banta: You know the restaurant on top ? Tailor: But of course - who does not ! Banta: And the ballroom below that ? Tailor: Mons - there is no ballroom below that!! Banta: Ah... that is the problem with these pants!!! |