A woman walks into a grocery store and asks the clerk for some broccoli. The clerk responds that they’re fresh out of broccoli, but the woman refuses to yield on her request. After a bit of back-and-forth, the exasperated clerk offers:
Clerk: Ma’am, spell the “car” in carrot. Woman: C-A-R.
C: Okay, now spell the “let” in lettuce. W: L-E-T.
C: Very good, now spell the “fuck” in broccoli. W: [pause] There is no fuck in broccoli.
C: That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!