Night at the Paris police station. The shoulder cleans the nails. A police officer runs in: “Msye, on the Boulevard of Capucins, prostitutes fight with pedestrians! The officer continues to clean his nails: - Well, how are we?
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Now the canonical version:
WUZ The lecture. A late student:
Professor: And why are you late?
Student: Professor, there are gay men fighting with prostitutes!
Professor: How are we there?
Student: I don’t know how yours, but our got great.