It had been a busy week negotiating a new contract for the new High Rise building he planned to build in downtown Minneapolis. Finished with his work, he decided he needed to relax with a drink ...
or several ...
and if he was lucky enough, find an affectionate lady to help him celebrate his accomplishment. He asked the Concierge for the name and location of a local nightclub or lounge where he could expect to find great atmosphere and stunning women. He was told he only needed to spend some time in the Chez Collete Lounge in the hotel itself. Taking a table and ordering a Martini, he quickly understood what the Concierge had told him. A stunning brunette in an amazing red evening dress with a plunging, but well filled out, neckline was sitting by herself at a table on the other side of the room. He approached the bartender and inquired if the lady had come in by herself and how long ago she had arrived.
He was told that she had indeed arrived by herself some 15-20 minutes earlier. Attracted and aroused, he quickly wrote a note and tipping the bartender a 100 bill, he asked him to deliver a bottle of his finest Dom Perignon champagne to the lady along with his note. Impressed, the bartender did as he was asked while the businessmen returned to his table. Upon receiving the champagne and note, with the bartender pointing to the gentlemen who had sent it, she smiled and opened the note.
It read, "I would be honored if you would join me in sharing this bottle of champagne, dinner and a wonderful evening of entertainment.
" The woman considered for a moment, wrote a note of her own and handed it back to the bartender, asking him to deliver it back to the gentlemen.
Upon its delivery, he opened the note and read, "I will only consider your invitation if you have 100, 000 in the bank, a Mercedes in your garage, and an eight inch c**k in your pants." Without skipping a beat, he quickly wrote another note and handed it back to the bartender, who was enjoying the interesting "mating dance." Dutifully, the bartender delivered the gentlemens second note.
Opening it, she read, "My dear lady, I have more than 150 million in the bank, I not only have a Mercedes SLR McLaren in my garage, but also an Austin Martin DB9, a Lamborghini Murcielago and a Ferrari 575M Maranello ... and even for a lady as incredibly stunning as you ...
I would never consider cutting two inches off my d**k.
Send the champagne back with the bartender." |
