From my dad.
The pharmacist was in his store, when a Scottish Regimental Seargent Major walked in. He reached into his sporran, and pulled out an old condom.
“How much to have it repaired?”
The pharmacist said “Five dollars”
The Sergeant Major said, “Ho much for a new one?”
The pharmacist said, “three fifty, but you have to buy three.”
The Sergeant Major picked up the condom, put it back in his sporran, and walked out.
The next day, the Sergeant Major walked back in, threw the condom on the counter, and announced, “The Regiment voted to have it repaired.”