The Mortician's Assistant

The Mortitian arrived at the Mortuary one morning and was aproached by his assistant.

- Anything interesting happen over-night - asked the mortitian.

- Yes - replied the assistant:

- The most gorgeous 18 year-old blond came in last night. Dead of course

- What was the cause of death - enquired the mortition.

- I'm not sure - replied the assistant.

- But she's got a Prawn stuck up her cunt!

- Are you sure? - said the Mortitian.

- Yes, come and have a look for yourself - said the assistant opening the body bag.

The mortitian closely examined the beautifuly trimmed snatch.

- That's not a prawn you stupid wanker - he responded:

- That's her clitoris

- Are you sure? - said the assisitant:

- 'Cuz it certainly tasted like a prawn.