6464 - Long joke Sunday

The Madam opened the brothel door in New York City and saw a rather dignified, well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties or early fifties.

“May I help you, sir?” she asked.

The man replied, “I want to see Rosie.”

She said, “Sir, Rosie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you'd prefer someone else.”

He replied, “No, I must see Rosie.”

Just then, Rosie appeared and announced that she charged $10,000 a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out the cash and handed it to her. They went upstairs. After an hour, he calmly left.

The next night, the man returned and again asked for Rosie. She was surprised — no one had ever come back two nights in a row. “There are no discounts,” she said. “The price is still $10,000.”

Again, the man paid in full, and they went upstairs.

On the third night, he showed up again. Everyone was stunned. But he paid the same $10,000, and up they went.

After their time together, Rosie asked, “No one has ever been with me three nights in a row. Where are you from?”

“Brooklyn,” he replied.

She said, “Really? I have family in Brooklyn!”

“I know,” he said. “Your sister died. I’m her lawyer. She asked me to deliver your $30,000 inheritance.”