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[AtulaSiriwardane]

A woman arrived at a small midwestern town late at night, only to find there wasn't a single hotel room available. "I'm sorry," said the desk clerk, "but the last room we had was just taken by an Italian."

"What number is it?" said the woman in desperation. "Maybe I can work something out with him."
The clerk told her the room and the woman went up and knocked on the door. The Italian let her in.

"Look, mister," she said, "I don't know you and you don't know me, but I need some place to sleep desperately. I won't be any bother, I promise, if you just let me use that little couch over there."

The Italian thought for a minute and then said, "Okay." The woman curled up on the couch and the Italian went back to bed. But the couch was very uncomfortable and after a few minutes the woman tiptoed over to the bed and tapped the Italian's arm. "Look mister," she said, "I don't know you and you don't know me, but that couch is impossible to sleep on. Could I just sleep here, at the edge of the bed?"

"Okay," said the Italian, "use the edge of the bed."

The woman lay down on the bed, but after a few minutes she felt very cold. Again she tapped the Italian.

"Look mister," she said, "I don't know you and you don't know me, but it's very cold out here. Could I just get under the cover with you."

"Okay," said the Italian, "get under the cover."

The woman snuggled under, but the closeness of a male body stirred her and she started to feel a little horny. Again she tapped the Italian.

"Look mister," she said, "I don't know you and you don't know me, but how about having a little party?"

Exasperated, the Italian bolted up in the bed. "Look lady," he hollered, "I don't know you and you don't know me. In the middle of the night, who we gonna invite to a party?"

 

[AtulaSiriwardane]

Milton Trueheart is driving along in his Rolls Royce when he sees his old school friend, Etta Apple. He pulls over, lowers the electric window and says, ”Hi, Etta! How are you?”
”Wow!” says Etta, ”is that you, Milton? And in a Rolls Royce? How did you make so much money?”
”I am a fortune teller,” replies Milton. ”I can see the future.”
”I would love to learn how to do that,” says Etta.
”So jump in the car,” says Milton, ”and I will tell you all about it.”
Etta gets into the car and they drive off to Milton’s house.
”Okay,” says Milton, when they arrive. ”So you want to learn about fortune telling? Then take off your blouse.”
”Take off my blouse?” says Etta. ”Are you crazy?”
”Look,” says Milton, ”do you want to know? Then trust me.”
So Etta takes off her blouse.
”Good,” says Milton, ”now take off your skirt.”
”Take off my skirt?” cries Etta. ”What is going on here?”
”Do you want to learn how to see the future?” asks Milton. ”Then trust me.”
So Etta takes off her skirt.
”Now,” says Milton, ”take off your panties and lie on the couch.”
”What?” screams Etta. ”Why should I take off my panties? What are you going to do? Fuck me?”
”Good,” says Milton, ”you are learning already!”

 

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