Getting What You Ask For

A traveler knocked on the door of the house where a cabdriver had told him he could be sexually accommodated. An eye-level panel slid open and a female voice asked what he wanted.

- I want to get screwed - said the man.

- OK, mister, but this is a private club, so slip twenty bucks as an initiation fee through the mail slot - answered the voice.

The man slid his $20 bucks in, the panel was closed.

Minutes passed and nothing happened.

He began to pound on the door insistently, and the panel slid open again.

- Hey - exclaimed the sport:

- I want to get screwed!

- What? - said the voice:

- Again?

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