The allure of Portia
Fred was walking down the street, when his best friend Joe pulled up in a brand new Porsche.
“Where the hell did you get the Porsche?” Fred asked in disbelief.
“Well,” Joe replied, “Last night I was at a bar and started dancing with this girl. When the bar closed, she motioned for me to follow her. We jump in her Porsche, and drive off into the mountains. She stops, jumps out of the car, takes off all her clothes, and tells me, ‘You can have anything you want.’ So I took the car.”
“That was pretty smart,” said Fred, “Seeing as how her clothes probably wouldn’t have fit you anyway.”