A Story With A Moral
I happened to pass a house with a little red light burning in front, in an alley way in back of the London Hilton, so I stepped inside to see what may be on offer.
There was nothing in sight and nothing there but an empty bare hallway, with two doors reading, "Over 35" and "Under 35."
I decided to be truthful and entered the door that said, "Over 35." and found myself in another empty hallway, this one with two doors that read, "Over 8 inches" and "Under 8 inches."
Truthful again, I went through the "Under 8 inches" door and found myself in another empty hall, with two more doors reading, "Once a night" and "Over 4 times a night."
Still wanting to be truthful, I entered the door marked "Once a night" and found myself back out on the street.
The moral of this story is: "Always tell the truth and you'll never get screwed."
"As an OK State Trooper once told me, "Why shouldn't a "good" citizen be allowed to carry a gun, all the "bad" guys already do.""
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