A 60-year-old man goes into a big drugstore and walks up to the girl at Checkout #3. He asks her, "Do you guys have condoms here?"
She says "Sure! What size are you?"
"I don't know," he replies.
"Well, just let me check," the cashier says. She unzips his pants, takes a feel, and then she says over the intercom,
"EXTRA-LARGE CONDOMS TO AISLE 3, PLEASE. EXTRA-LARGE CONDOMS TO AISLE 3."
They bring the condoms, and the man pays for them and leaves.
Next, a 30-year-old man walks into the store and up to Checkout #3. He asks the girl, "Do you sell condoms here?"
The cashier replies, "Sure, but what size do you need?"
He says, "Well, I don't know."
She says, "Just let me check." She unzips his pants, takes a couple of tugs, and then says over the intercom,
"LARGE CONDOMS TO AISLE 3, PLEASE. LARGE CONDOMS TO AISLE 3."
They bring the condoms, and the man pays for them and leaves.
Seeing this, a 15-year-old boy who hopes to get lucky goes up to the girl at Checkout #3 and asks sheepishly, "Um, ah, do you guys sell any condoms here?"
"Yep," she says. "What size do you need?"
"I don't know," he says.
She unzips his zipper for a feel, pauses, and says over the intercom,
"CLEAN-UP IN AISLE 3, PLEASE. CLEAN-UP IN AISLE 3"