Change, please?
I remember the first time I entered a topless restaurant, back in the 1970s, in Colorado. I went in the place out of curiosity, and was fascinated by the beautiful young women walking around, waiting on the customers, and wearing no tops. I was awestruck!
A pretty blonde with bright green eyes walked over to me and smiled. “Would you like something?” she purred.
Unable to take my eyes off her chest, but needing exact change for the cigarette machine, I blurted out, “Do you have TWO NIPPLES for a dime?”