A woman from India moves to America and is living in a large apartment complex. She knocks on her neighbor's door and says (in your best India woman accent) "You would be excusing me but you can tell me where you go in your country to buy food?"
And the neighbor says, "Yeah, we got to these places called supermarkets. In fact, I'm headed there now if you'd like to go along."
The Indian woman says, "Oh yes, that would be very nice."
So they're in the market in the produce department and the Indian woman picks up two large russet potatoes and says, "You know, these would be reminding me of my husband's testicles."
To which the American woman looks down and exclaims, "Oh my God, your husband's balls are that big?!"
The woman from India laughs and says, "Oh no, no, no, they're not this big, but they are this dirty!"

