A couple took in an 18-year-old girl as a lodger. One evening, she asked if she could take a bath. The woman of the house explained they didn’t have a proper bathroom, but she could use the tin bath in front of the fire. “Monday’s the best night,” the woman added, “when my husband’s out at darts.” The girl agreed, and the following Monday, the woman filled the tin bath for her. As the girl undressed, the woman noticed something surprising—she didn’t have any pubic hair. Curious, the woman mentioned it to her husband later that night. He didn’t believe her. “You’re making that up,” he said. “Well, next Monday, leave for darts a little early and watch from the garden. I’ll leave a gap in the curtains so you can see for yourself,” she suggested. The following Monday, as the girl prepared for her bath, the wife casually asked, “Do you shave?” “No,” the girl replied. “I’ve just never grown hair down there. Do you have any?” “Oh, plenty,” said the woman, lifting her nightdress to show off her abundance. The girl, unbothered, finished her bath and went to bed. Later that night, when her husband returned, the wife asked, “Well? Did you see?” “I did,” he replied. “But why on earth did you have to show her yours?” “What does it matter?” she said. “You’ve seen it plenty of times.” “I know,” he groaned, “but the dart team hadn’t!”
