A biker goes into a diner and orders the beef stew. After receiving his order he calls the waitress to his table. He says, "Look at this, there's a hair in my soup, I'm not paying for this." And he gets up and walks out. The waitress, a little suspicious of his behavior, follows him and watches him enter a brothel. She creeps in and opens the door and sees him full face between the legs of a prostitute. She bursts into the room and exclaims, "You complained about one little hair in your soup, and look at you now!" The biker looks up and says, "I'll tell ya what, if I find a noodle in here, I'm not paying for this either".
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Originally Posted by jwb
A middle class job sounds like a boring menu option at a brothel
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