......I wanted to buy some warm gloves for Herr Clink.
Seeing a sales girl I got her attention, speaking, “I want to buy gloves for my wife," I had told the overtly buxom salesgirl, "But, I don't know her size."
"Will this help?" she asked nicely putting her hand in mine.
"Yep," I answered. "Her hands are a smidgen bigger than yours."
The enchanting young miss showed me a half dozen pair, from which I saw a pair she’d like. Finding a box, gift wrapping them, and writing up a sales receipt, the “S” curved miss asked me, "Will there be anything else sir?"
"Now that you mention it," I replied, "she could use a new bra!"