A woman asks her husband to buy her a fur coat for their
   25th anniversary.
   "HA," he snorted, "The day I buy you a fur coat will be the day you
   can grow hair on your chest!" On that she hikes up her skirt, drops
   her panties, and thrusts her pubic area forward. "There! I have hair
   on my chest, now buy me a fur coat." "That's not your chest!" he roars
   back. "Damn right it's my chest," she argued, "Before we got married,
   this was your hope chest. On our honeymoon, it was your treasure
   chest. Afterwards it became our family chest. AND IF YOU DON'T BUY ME
   A FUR COAT, IT WILL SOON BECOME THE COMMUNITY CHEST!"