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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