A husband and wife are driving back from their holiday in France.

Near the border they knock over a skunk on the side of the road.

Alarmed, the wife runs out the car to see if the skunk is ok. It turns out that it is fine with no cuts or broken bones.

Relieved the wife asks her husband if they can keep the skunk as they almost had killed it.

No of course not says the husband but the wife, after some time, persuaded her husband to keep him.

As they reach the boarder to cross into England, the husband tells the wife to hide the skunk.

"But where will I put him" she yells.

"Hide him in your pants, no one will be able to tell there" he replies.

"But what about the smell."

"Well," the husbands pauses, "If it dies, it dies!"