|Banta went to Paris and needed to get a pair of pants tailored urgently.|
The only one available was a ladies tailor. So having no choice, an order was placed. The next day Banta goes over and gets the pants - and tries them on.
The conversation between him and the tailor is somewhat like this:
Tailor: Eez a good?
Banta: Yes !
Tailor: Nice colour too...!
Tailor: Any probleem?
Banta: Well you know the Eiffel Tower ?
Tailor: Oui Mons - who in Paris does not !
Banta: You know the restaurant on top ?
Tailor: But of course - who does not !
Banta: And the ballroom below that ?
Tailor: Mons - there is no ballroom below that!!
Banta: Ah... that is the problem with these pants!!!