A man with an itch goes to a house of ill repute. He walks in and is greeted by a seedy looking man with a vast array of keys behind him…

“I have $100, what will that get me?” Asks the client.

Grabbing a key behind him the proprietor turns around and tells the man, “second floor, down the hall, third door on the right.”

After a bit the man passes by on his way out the door and tells the proprietor, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had for $100!” And continues on his way out the door.

A few days pass by and the itch returns. The man heads back to the house and approaches the clerk. “Hello again,” the man says, “Today I have $50, what will that get me?”

Again grabbing a key behind him the proprietor turns around and says, “down the hall, to the left, second door on your right.”

After a bit the man passes by on his way out the door and tells the proprietor, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had for $50!” And continues on his way out the door.

Again the itch of desire returns to the man as a few days pass. He goes to his wallet and finds it to be empty. He scours his home and is able to collect $4.

He heads to the house and greets the clerk. “Hello today, I only have $4. What will that get me?”

The man behind the counter scoffs but does not reach behind for a key. Instead he tells the man, “down the stairs, to the left.”

After a bit the man passes by on his way out the door and tells the proprietor, “that was the best sex I’ve ever had for $4! The only weird thing was, at the end white stuff started coming out of her mouth…” And continues on his way out the door.

The seedy man turns around, yelling “Hey Marc. The dead one’s full…”

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