As Joe left work, his wife called and asked him to bring home some salt. He stopped by the store and asked the proprietor if he had any salt.
“Have I got salt? I got iodized salt, plain table salt, rock salt, sea salt, seasoned salt,…..this whole back wall is covered with salt and I got salt stored down in the basement where I keep my stock.”
“Wow, you must sell a lot of salt!” remarked Joe.
“Naw, I can’t sell salt for shucks. But that feller I get my salt from, now he can sell salt!”