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Celebrating 25th anniversary in Las vegas

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George and Harriet decided to celebrate their 25th Wedding Anniversary with
a trip to Las Vegas. When they entered the hotel/casino and registered, a
sweet young woman dressed in a very short skirt became very friendly. George
brushed her off.

Harriet objected, "George, that young woman was nice, and you were so rude."

"Harriet, she's a prostitute."

"I don't believe you. That sweet young thing?"

"Let's go up to our room and I'll prove it."

In their room, George called down to the desk and asked for 'Bambi' to come
to room 1217.

"Now," he said, "you hide in the bathroom with the door open just enough to
hear us, OK?"

Soon, there was a knock on the door. George opened it and Bambi walked in,
swirling her hips provocatively.

George asked, "How much do you charge?"

"$125 basic rate, $100 tips for special services."

Even George was taken aback. "$125! I was thinking more in the range of
$25."

Bambi laughed derisively, "You must really be a hick if you think you can
buy sex for that price."

"Well," said George, "I guess we can't do business. Goodbye."

After she left, Harriet came out of the bathroom. She said, "I just can't
believe it!"

George said, "Let's forget it. We'll go have a drink, then eat dinner."

At the bar, as they sipped their cocktails, Bambi came up behind George,
pointed slyly at Harriet, and said, "See what you get for $25?"


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