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from: Hugh Mor
67.95.99.246
03-03-21
15:22
One day, Steve Cureton went to a whore house on the south side of town. "I'm lookin' for the meanest toughest and roughest hooker in Texas," he said to the madam.
"We got her" she replied. "She's upstairs in the second room on the right."
Steve handed the madam some money to pay for the hooker and two beers. He grabbed the bottles, stomped up the stairs, kicked the door open on the second door on the right and yelled, "I'm looking for the meanest roughest and toughest hooker in Texas."
The woman inside the room looked at Steve and said, "Well, you found her." Then she stripped naked, bent over and grabbed her ankles.
"How do you know I want that position first?" asked Steve.
"I don't," replied the hooker, "but I thought you might want to open those beers first."
