>The Madam opened the brothel door and saw a frail, elderly gentleman.
"Can
>I help you" the madam asked? "I want Natalie," the old man replied.
"Sir,
>Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies, perhaps someone else..."
>
>"No," said the man,"I must see Natalie."
>
>Just then Natalie appeared and announced to the old man that she
charges
>$1,000 per visit. Without blinking, the man reached into his pocket
and
>handed her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an hour,
>afterwhich the man calmly left.
>
>The next night he appeared again demanding to see Natalie. The madam
>explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row and that
there
>were no discounts. It was still $1,000 a visit. Again the old man took
out
>the money and the two went up to the room.
>
>When he showed up the third consecutive night, no one could believe
it.
>Again he handed Natalie the money and up to the room they went. At the
end
>of the hour Natalie questioned the old man:
>
>"No one has services three nights in a row. Where are you from?" The
old
>man replied, "I'm from Philadelphia." "Really?" replied Natalie "I
have
>family who lives there." "Yes, I know," said the old man. "Your father
>died, and I'm your sister's attorney. She asked me to give you this
$3,000.
>
>MORAL --- Some things in life are certain: Death, Taxes, and being
Screwed
>by an Attorney.
"Can
>I help you" the madam asked? "I want Natalie," the old man replied.
"Sir,
>Natalie is one of our most expensive ladies, perhaps someone else..."
>
>"No," said the man,"I must see Natalie."
>
>Just then Natalie appeared and announced to the old man that she
charges
>$1,000 per visit. Without blinking, the man reached into his pocket
and
>handed her ten $100 bills. The two went up to a room for an hour,
>afterwhich the man calmly left.
>
>The next night he appeared again demanding to see Natalie. The madam
>explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row and that
there
>were no discounts. It was still $1,000 a visit. Again the old man took
out
>the money and the two went up to the room.
>
>When he showed up the third consecutive night, no one could believe
it.
>Again he handed Natalie the money and up to the room they went. At the
end
>of the hour Natalie questioned the old man:
>
>"No one has services three nights in a row. Where are you from?" The
old
>man replied, "I'm from Philadelphia." "Really?" replied Natalie "I
have
>family who lives there." "Yes, I know," said the old man. "Your father
>died, and I'm your sister's attorney. She asked me to give you this
$3,000.
>
>MORAL --- Some things in life are certain: Death, Taxes, and being
Screwed
>by an Attorney.
