A blind guy goes into a cafe...
...and, when he's been seated, the waiter offers to read him the menu.
"Nah," says the blind man, "just bring us a fork from the kitchen"
So the waiter brings over a fork and the blind guy sniffs it.
"Lovely, beef stew. I'll have some of that"
The next day, the same thing happens, though this time the blind man correctly identifies the special of the day as chicken supreme.
So the next time he visits the waiter decides to pull a fast one. He nips into the kitchen and gets his wife to shove a clean fork down her pants, rubbing it all over her gash. The waiter hands the blind guy the fork, and usual he sniffs it.

"Fuck me," he says, "I didn't know Janet was working here!"
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