A madam opened the brothel door and saw a rather
>>> > dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his
>>> > late 40's or early 50's.
>>> >
>>> > "May I help you?" she asked. I want to see Valerie,"
>>> > the man replied. "Sir, Valerie is one of our most
>>> > expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone
>>> > else," said the madam. "No. I must see Valerie," he
>>> > replied. Just then, Valerie appeared and announced
>>> > to the man that she charged $5,000 a visit. Without
>>> > hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars
>>> > and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs.
>>> > After an hour, the man calmly left.
>>> >
>>> > The next night, the same man appeared again, once
>>> > more demanding to see Valerie. Valerie explained
>>> > that no one had ever come back two nights in a row
>>> > -- too expensive -- and there were no discounts. The
>>> > price was still $5,000. Again the man pulled out the
>>> > money, gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs.
>>> > After an hour, he left.
>>> >
>>> > The following night the man was there yet again.
>>> > Everyone was astounded that he had come for a third
>>> > consecutive night, but he paid Valerie and they went
>>> > upstairs. After their session, Valerie questioned
>>> > the man. "No one has ever been with me three nights
>>> > in a row. Where are you from?" she asked. The man
>>> > replied, "Boston." "Really" she said. "I have
>>> > family in Boston."
>>> >
>>> > I know," the man said. "Your father died, and I am
>>> > your sister's attorney. She asked me to give you
>>> > your $15,000 inheritance."
>>> >
>>> > The moral of the story is that three things in life
>>> > are certain:
>>> > 1. Death
>>> > 2. Taxes ........and
>>> > 3. Being screwed by a lawyer
Вух, имейлом принесло- в тему:))
Date: 2008-04-10 09:13 pm (UTC)