|Summer Nights in Manhattan|
A man enters a crowded Manhattan bar on a Friday night, a bit tired, and more than a little horny. He sees a slutty-looking, definitely available woman standing rather nearby and offers her a drink. With a look of profound indifference on her rouge-laden face, she passes directly to a business proposition.
— Hey honey, you wanna handjob out back?
A bit surprised by her frankness, but thrilled by the opportunity to bypass the usual chitchat, he lowers the tone of his voice and boldly asks her price for this favor. Without hesitation, she replies:
He gasps at the amazingly high value she places on her services:
|— WHAT? For ONE handjob?!!!||