Rick started jogging near his new home in Vilonia. But on each run, he happened to jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner, day after day. With some apprehension he would brace himself as he approached her for what was most certainly to follow.

"Fifty dollars!" she would shout from the curb. "No. Five dollars!" fired back Rick.

This ritual between Rick and the hooker continued for days. He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty dollars!" And he'd yell back, "Five dollars!"

One day however, his friend Bill decided that he wanted to accompany Rick on his jog. As the jogging friends neared the problematic street corner, Rick realized the "pro" would bark her $50 offer and Bill would wonder what he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He realized he should have a darn good explanation for his friend Bill.

As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Rick became even more apprehensive than usual. Sure enough, there was the hooker. Rickl tried to avoid the prostitute's eyes as she watched the pair jog past.

Then, from the sidewalk, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five bucks?"

Ok dude. You just picked it.

Ohhh,

That's TERRIBLE.

Bill, ... do you realise that you've just been told that you're CHEAP ?????????

And that I've got short arms and deep pockets ????

Rick.

:devious: :devious:

Rick you better be getting ready you started all this mess!

So, the gist of this is that Bill owes Rick some change!? Or did I miss something........ :devious:

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