A woman is fed up with her husband because he has a crush on Brigitte Bardot. She decides to try to win back his affections so she goes to a tattooist and asks him to tattoo "BB" on her breasts. He gently advises her that, later in life when things, er, go south, the result will not be very impressive, so he suggests putting the tattoo on the cheeks of her arse instead. The deed is done.

That night she greets her husband by turning round, bending over and lifting up her skirt. "What do you think?" she says.

"Who the hell is Bob?" he asks.