18++ 18 Nov 2005
A couple went golfing one day at a very, very exclusive course lined
with million-dollar homes. On the third tee, the husband cautioned,
'Honey, be careful when you drive. If we break one of those windows
it'll cost us a fortune to repair.'
Of course, she teed off and promptly shanked it right through the window
of the biggest house on the course.
The husband cringed. 'I warned you to watch out. Now we'll have to go up
there and apologize and see how much that lousy drive is going to cost.'
They walked up, knocked on the door, and a warm voice said, 'Come on
in.'
When they opened the door they saw glass all over the place and a broken
bottle lying on its side near the broken window. A man reclining on the
couch said, 'Are you the people that broke the window?'
'Uh yeah, we're sure sorry about that,' the husband replied.
'0H!, no apology is necessary.
Actually I want to thank you. You see, I'm a genie, and I've been
trapped in that bottle for a thousand years.
'Now that you've released me I'm allowed to grant three wishes. I'll
give you each one wish, and I'll keep the last one for myself.'
'Wow, that's great!' the husband said. He pondered a moment and blurted
out, 'I'd like a million dollars a year for the rest of my life.'
'No problem, it's the least I can do. And you, young lady, what do you
want?' the genie said looking at the wife.
'I'd like to own a gorgeous home in every country in the world,' she
said.
'Consider it done,' the genie said.
'And what's your wish, genie?' they asked in unison.
'Well, since I've been trapped in that bottle and haven't had sex with a
woman in a thousand years, my wish is to sleep with your wife.'
The husband looked at his wife and said, 'Gee, honey, you know we now
have a fortune, and all those houses. What do you think?'
She mulled it over for a few moments and said, 'Considering all that, I
guess I wouldn't mind.'
The genie took the woman upstairs and ravished her for the rest of the
afternoon. Both had been satisfied repeatedly, and as the genie rolled
over he looked at the wife and asked, 'How old is your husband?'
'He's 35,' she responded breathlessly.
'No shit! Thirty-five years old and that idiot still believes in
genies?'
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