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Bill Clinton was taking a late evening jog when he chanced to spot a very attractive young lady standing on a street corner. Not wishing to miss an opportunity, he stops jogging and starts a conversation with her. It doesn’t take long for him to find out that she is a lady of the night.

“Well,” says Bill, “How much do you charge?”

“Two hundred and fifty dollars for one hour, not including the motel room.”

“Two hundred and fifty dollars!” Bill exclaims.

“Yes, two hundred and fifty dollars.”

“I can’t believe you charge two hundred and fifty dollars,” he says.

“Well, how much do you think it should cost?” she asks.

“About ten dollars.”

“Ten dollars!” she cries, “Sorry, it’s two hundred and fifty dollars.”

“Do you know who I am?” he asks.

“No.”

“I am Bill Clinton, President of the United States of America,” he proclaims.

“Well I’m sorry, but it's still two hundred and fifty dollars. I don't care who you are.”

Bill shakes his head and continues his jog. About a week later he is out jogging late in the evening again, but this time Hillary is jogging with him. Bill sees the same lady of the night standing on the same street corner, and decides to steer Hillary away from her, so they jog on the opposite side of the street.

But as luck would have it, the lady of the night spots him and yells, “Ha!  Didn’t I tell you?  See what you get for ten dollars?”

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Oops - T(h)ink, that reminds of another one:


Bob works hard and spends most evenings bowling or playing basketball at the gym. His wife thinks he is pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club.
The doorman at the club greets them and says, "Hey, Bob! How ya doin?" His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. "Oh no," says Bob. "He's on my bowling team."
When they are seated, a waitress asks Bob if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser. His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, "How did she know that you drink Budweiser?" "She's in the Ladies' Bowling League, honey. We share lanes with them."
A stripper
then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Bob and starts to rub herself all over him and says, "Hi Bobbie. Want your usual table dance, big boy?" Bob's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club.
Bob follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her. Bob tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else, but his wife is having none of it.
She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every four letter word in the book. The cabby turns around and says, "Geez Bob, you picked up a real bitch this time."


Link: http://jokes4all.net/beer-jokes?p=5

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:O :blush: :blush: :blush: :ermm: :angel: :) :D

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Lol, I am just enjoying your symbolic consternation:

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:ermm::P:angel::D:D:D

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I think I have to hide again, Marianne.  :D

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Lol, T(h)ink, should I hide too ?

:angel::angel::D:D

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I dunno... maybe... what with all these salacious jokes we've been telling. 

We should be ashamed:blush: :blush: :blush: :ermm: :angel: :) :D

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Lol - maybe a little bit - with a chuckle:

:blush::angel::ermm::angel::):D


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:D :D :D

+4 votes
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:)

+3 votes
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Outstanding for both! :D

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Thank you, Rooster.

:):angel::D:D


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Glad you liked them, R.  :D

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