Harry and his wife are having hard financial times, so they decide she'll become a hooker. She's not quite sure what to do, so Harry says, "Stand in front of that bar and pick up a guy. Tell him a hundred bucks. If you've got a question, I'll be parked around the corner."

She's not there five minutes when a guy pulls up and says, "How much?" She says, "A hundred dollars."

"Shit. All I've got is thirty," he replied with disgust.

"Hold on just a second." She runs back to Harry and says, "What can he get for thirty dollars?"

"Hmm... for only $30, a handjob is all he can get."

She runs back and tells the guy all he gets for thirty dollars is a handjob.

He says okay, and she gets in the car, he unzips his pants, and out pops a simply HUGE male unit. She stares at it for a minute, and then says, "I'll be right back."

She runs back around the corner and says breathlessly, "Harry, can you loan this guy seventy bucks?"