Bloke goes into a chemist and asks where the tampons are. The assistant directs him towards the feminine hygiene section. Five minutes later he goes to the counter with a bag of cotton wool and a toilet roll. The assistants asks him 'I thought you wanted tampons ?', to which the bloke replied; 'Yesterday I sent my mrs out to pick me up a pack of 20 cigs, she came back with a pouch of baccy and a packet of papers. Lets see how she likes rolling her own.'