Thundarr
04-01-2005, 06:25 AM
The madam opened the brothel door to see a rather
dignified, well-dressed good looking man in his late
40s or early 50s.
"May I help you?" she asked.
"I want to see Natalie," the man replied.
"Sir, Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies.
Perhaps you would prefer someone else," said the
madam.
"No. I must see Natalie," was the man's reply.
Just then, Natalie appeared and announced to the man
that she charged $1,000 a visit.
Without hesitation, the man pulled out ten one-hundred
dollar bills, gave them to Natalie, and they went
upstairs. After an hour, the man calmly left.
The next night, the same man appeared again, demanding
to see Natalie.
Natalie explained that none had ever come back two
nights in a row--too expensive--and there were no
discounts. The price was still $1,000.
Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Natalie
and they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.
The following night the man was there again. Everyone
was astounded and Natalie and he went upstairs. After
their session, Natalie questioned the man.
"No one has ever used me three nights in a row. Where
are you from?" she asked.
The man replied, "South Carolina."
"Really" she said. "I have family in South Carolina."
"I know," the man said. "Your father died and I am
your sister's attorney. She asked me to give you your
$3,000 inheritance."
The moral of the story is that three things in life
are certain:
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer
dignified, well-dressed good looking man in his late
40s or early 50s.
"May I help you?" she asked.
"I want to see Natalie," the man replied.
"Sir, Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies.
Perhaps you would prefer someone else," said the
madam.
"No. I must see Natalie," was the man's reply.
Just then, Natalie appeared and announced to the man
that she charged $1,000 a visit.
Without hesitation, the man pulled out ten one-hundred
dollar bills, gave them to Natalie, and they went
upstairs. After an hour, the man calmly left.
The next night, the same man appeared again, demanding
to see Natalie.
Natalie explained that none had ever come back two
nights in a row--too expensive--and there were no
discounts. The price was still $1,000.
Again the man pulled out the money, gave it to Natalie
and they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.
The following night the man was there again. Everyone
was astounded and Natalie and he went upstairs. After
their session, Natalie questioned the man.
"No one has ever used me three nights in a row. Where
are you from?" she asked.
The man replied, "South Carolina."
"Really" she said. "I have family in South Carolina."
"I know," the man said. "Your father died and I am
your sister's attorney. She asked me to give you your
$3,000 inheritance."
The moral of the story is that three things in life
are certain:
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer