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<blockquote data-quote="moreluck" data-source="post: 60158"><p>> The Madam opened the brothel door to see a rather </p><p>> slick looking, well-dressed, just past middle-age gentleman. </p><p>> "Can I help you?" the madam asked. </p><p>> "I want to see Natalie," the old man replied. </p><p>> </p><p>> "Sir, Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies, </p><p>> perhaps someone else </p><p>> ..." </p><p>> "No, I must see Natalie." </p><p>> Just then Natalie appeared and announced to the </p><p>> man that she charges $1,000 per visit. Without </p><p>> blinking, the man reached into his pocket and handed </p><p>> her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an </p><p>> hour, whereupon the mancalmly left. </p><p>> </p><p>> The next night he appeared again demanding to see </p><p>> Natalie. Natalie explained that no one had ever </p><p>> come back two nights in a row and that there were no </p><p>> discounts...it was still $1,000 a visit. </p><p>> </p><p>> Again the man took out the money, the two went up </p><p>> to the room, and an hour later, he left. </p><p>> </p><p>> When he showed up the third consecutive night, no </p><p>> one could believe it. Again he handed Natalie the </p><p>> money and up to the room they went. At the end </p><p>> of the hour Natalie questioned the man: "No one </p><p>> has ever used my services three nights in a roll. </p><p>> Where are you from?" </p><p>> </p><p>> The old man replied, "I'm from Philadelphia." </p><p>> "Really?" replied Natalie. "I have family who </p><p>> lives there." </p><p>> </p><p>> "Yes, I know," said the old man. "Your father </p><p>> died, and I'm your sister's attorney. She asked me </p><p>> to give you your $3,000 inheritance." </p><p>> </p><p>> Moral: Some things in life are certain: </p><p>> taxes, death, and being screwed by an attorney. </p><p>></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="moreluck, post: 60158"] > The Madam opened the brothel door to see a rather > slick looking, well-dressed, just past middle-age gentleman. > "Can I help you?" the madam asked. > "I want to see Natalie," the old man replied. > > "Sir, Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies, > perhaps someone else > ..." > "No, I must see Natalie." > Just then Natalie appeared and announced to the > man that she charges $1,000 per visit. Without > blinking, the man reached into his pocket and handed > her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an > hour, whereupon the mancalmly left. > > The next night he appeared again demanding to see > Natalie. Natalie explained that no one had ever > come back two nights in a row and that there were no > discounts...it was still $1,000 a visit. > > Again the man took out the money, the two went up > to the room, and an hour later, he left. > > When he showed up the third consecutive night, no > one could believe it. Again he handed Natalie the > money and up to the room they went. At the end > of the hour Natalie questioned the man: "No one > has ever used my services three nights in a roll. > Where are you from?" > > The old man replied, "I'm from Philadelphia." > "Really?" replied Natalie. "I have family who > lives there." > > "Yes, I know," said the old man. "Your father > died, and I'm your sister's attorney. She asked me > to give you your $3,000 inheritance." > > Moral: Some things in life are certain: > taxes, death, and being screwed by an attorney. > [/QUOTE]
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