I’ve got a friend who met his wife in a brothel.
Oh, don’t worry – it wasn’t his idea. It was his financial advisor’s. (He takes him everywhere.)
Continue reading “You Don’t Have To……Put On The Red Light.”
I’ve got a friend who met his wife in a brothel.
Oh, don’t worry – it wasn’t his idea. It was his financial advisor’s. (He takes him everywhere.)
Continue reading “You Don’t Have To……Put On The Red Light.”