Reminds me of an old joke ...
A man was sitting at a bar enjoying an after-work cocktail when an exceptionally gorgeous and sexy hooker entered. She was so striking that he could not take his eyes away from her.
She noticed his overly-attentive stare and walked directly toward him.
Before he could offer his apologies for being so rude, the hooker told him, "I'll do anything, absolutely anything, that you want me to do, no matter how kinky, for $100 on one condition."
Flabbergasted, the man asked what the condition was.
She replied, "You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three words."
The man considered her proposition for a moment, withdrew his wallet from his pocket, and slowly counted out five $20 bills, which he pressed into the her hand.
He looked into her eyes and slowly, meaningfully said, "Paint my house."
The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted. ~ D.H. Lawrence
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