Roll your own
A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up and down the aisles. The salesgirl notices him and asks if she can help.
He replies that he’s looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him to the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he places a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the counter.
Confused, she says, “Sir, I thought you were looking for tampons for your wife?”
He answers, “Well, you see, yesterday I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes. She came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers because, as she put it, ‘it’s sooo much cheaper.’
So, I figured if I have to roll my own... so does she.”