A guy walks into a bar and sees a sign that reads hamburger: $1; cheeseburger: $2; hand
job: $10. He beckons to an attractive blonde behind the counter.
“Can I help you?” she asks with a knowing smile.
“I was wondering,” whispers the man. “Are you the one who gives the hand jobs?”
“Yes,” she purrs. “I am.”
“Well, wash your hands,” he says. “I want a cheeseburger.”
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