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A man in need of some sexual gratification walks the streets of Vegas to find a prostitute. Coming across one late at night the man asks, “How much do you charge?”
“It starts at $500 for a hand job.”
The man was totally blown away, and he got kind of pissed. “$500 dollars!? For a hand job!? Holy crap! No hand job is worth that kind of money!”
She then told him, “Do you see that Denny’s on the corner?”
“Yes.”
“Do you see the Denny’s about a block further down?”
“Yes.”
“And beyond that, do you see that third Denny’s?”
“Yes.”
“Well,” she said, smiling, “I own those. And I own them because I give a hand job that’s worth $500.”
The man couldn’t believe his ears. He gets sex quite often so why would he pay this much for a hand job? He thought about it and decided “What the hell! You only live once.” so he gave it a try.
They went back to his room at The Venetian. Twenty minutes later he was sitting on the bed, realizing that he has just experienced the hand job of a lifetime, worth every bit of the five hundred he paid. He was so amazed, he asked, “I suppose a blow job is $1,000?”
“$1,500.”
“I wouldn’t pay that for a blow job!”
She said, “step over here to the window, big boy. Do you see that casino just across the street? I own that casino outright. And I own it because I give a blow job that’s worth every cent of $1,500.”
The man, still sitting there in total disbelief over the hand job, said, “Sign me up, but let’s go down and gamble a bit and then come up and go for round two.”
They go down and play craps and he hits the casino for the cost of the BJ — and some more. And three hours after the mind-blowing hand job, he is sitting on the bed more amazed than before. He can scarcely believe it. Top BJ of his life — better than any BJ he’s ever gotten, so he asks: “How much for some pussy?”
The hooker said, “Come over here to the window, I want to show you something. Do you see the whole city of Las Vegas…laid out before us? All those beautiful lights, gambling palaces, and shows?
The man readies himself for the number. He knows it’s gonna be big, so huge he just wanted to know so he could laugh about it later.
“Well”, the prostitute said, “If I had a pussy, I’d own it all.”
