Post by srx600 on Feb 22, 2017 8:12:35 GMT
Harry and his wife are having hard financial times, so they decide she'll become a hooker.
She's not quite sure what to do, so Harry says, "Stand in front of that bar and pick up a guy. Tell him a hundred quid. If you've got a question, I'll be parked around the corner."
She's there for five minutes when a guy pulls up and says, "How much?"
"A hundred pounds."
"Damn. All I've got is thirty."
"Hold on," she says and runs back to Harry. "What can he get for thirty quid?"
"A handjob," Harry replies.
She runs back and tells the guy all he gets for thirty pounds is a handjob.
He says okay, she gets in the car, he unzips his pants, and out pops a HUGE male unit.
She stares at it for a minute, and then says, "I'll be right back."
She runs back around the corner and says breathlessly, "Harry, can you loan this guy seventy pounds?"
She's not quite sure what to do, so Harry says, "Stand in front of that bar and pick up a guy. Tell him a hundred quid. If you've got a question, I'll be parked around the corner."
She's there for five minutes when a guy pulls up and says, "How much?"
"A hundred pounds."
"Damn. All I've got is thirty."
"Hold on," she says and runs back to Harry. "What can he get for thirty quid?"
"A handjob," Harry replies.
She runs back and tells the guy all he gets for thirty pounds is a handjob.
He says okay, she gets in the car, he unzips his pants, and out pops a HUGE male unit.
She stares at it for a minute, and then says, "I'll be right back."
She runs back around the corner and says breathlessly, "Harry, can you loan this guy seventy pounds?"
