> > John McCain and Barack Obama somehow ended up at the same
> > barbershop.
> >  
> > As they sat there, each being worked on by a different
> > barber, not a word was spoken.
> > The barbers were even afraid to start a conversation, for
> > fear it would turn to politics.
> >  
> > As the barbers finished their shaves, the one who
> > had McCain in his chair reached for the aftershave.
> > McCain was quick to stop him, 'No thanks, my
> > wife Cindy will smell that and think I've been in a
> > whorehouse.'
> >  
> > The second barber turned to Obama and said, 'How about
> > you?'
> > Obama replied, 'Go ahead, my wife doesn't know
> > what the inside of a whorehouse smells like.'