Not This Time, Buster
March 14th, 2008 at 12:00 pm by Larry Miller
First of all, isn’t five thousand dollars a lot for sex? No, really. That’s the first thing I thought.
I may not be a porn star with hour-long stamina and foot-long — well, stamina, but five grand is, come on, a vacation somewhere, or a good used car, or a new kitchen, or the fanciest bar-mitzvah in 1976. But one orgasm? Even two small ones. Are you kidding me? Never mind right or wrong, I just think it’s an awful lot of money.
Even for the prettiest girl in the world — and, frankly, what are the odds his “date” was that – she’s just a woman and you’re just a middle-aged man with thin hair, and the whole thing is over and done with, and she’s getting dressed while you’re standing in a shower pretty much like the one you have at home. I know what I’d be thinking: “Five grand. Whoa. I may be the dumbest guy in history. Lucky for me I’m the governor of a big state.”
It's true. First thing you heard was "really? $5 grand?"
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