Hazel and Janice are outside of their nursing home, having a drink and a smoke, when it begins to rain.
Hazel pulls out a condom, cuts off the end, puts it over her cigarette and continues smoking.
Janice says, “what in the world is that?”
Hazel responds, “a condom. This way, my cigarette doesn’t get wet!”
Janice asks, “where’d you get it?”
Hazel firmly states, “you can get them at any pharmacy.”
The next day, Janice wanders down to the local pharmacy and announces to the pharmacist that she needs a box of condoms.
The pharmacist, certainly embarrassed by the request, looks at her strangely (she is after all, over 80 years of age), but very delicately asks, "what size, texture, brand of condom does she prefer?"
Janice responds, “it doesn’t matter sonny, as long as it fits on a Camel.”
The pharmacist fainted!