So this Ol’ Salt
went into Ma Agnew's whorehouse and said…
"Listen,
Ma, I want a girl with gonorrhea."
The madam
nodded and sent him upstairs to a room. Then she called one of her favorites
for him. The girl came into the room and started to undress when he asked…
"Do you
have gonorrhea?"
"Gonorrhea?
I should say not!"
… She said.
The old man
sent her back. The madam summoned another girl and said…
"Shirley,
you go upstairs and tell this old sailor that you have the clap. Okay? Let's do
what we have to make him happy."
The girl
agreed and went upstairs, and when the old man asked…
"Do you
have gonorrhea?"
… She smiled
and said…
"Of
course I do!"
"Good!"
… He said …
"Let's
get it on."
They got
into bed and fucked for about ten minutes. When it was over and they lay side
by side, Shirley said…
"Listen,
you old bastard, I've got a confession to make. I don't really have
gonorrhea."
The Ol’ Salt
smiled…
"Now
you do!"
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