ere right Nelson, you daft old s**t

A man's wife's favourite flowers are anemones, so each year on her birthday, he goes to the florists to buy her a bunch.

One year, however, when he goes to buy her flowers, they've sold out, so he's forced to buy here some greenery instead. When he gets back home she says to him:
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"With fronds like these, who needs anemones?"

Posted By: pants, Feb 13, 10:51:59