Special Game

I’m in a bar and this hooker comes up to me. She says, “This is your lucky night. I’ve got a special game for you. I’ll do absolutely anything you want for $300, as long as you can say it in three words.” So, I replied, “Hey, why not?” and I pulled my wallet out, and one at a time I laid three hundred-dollar bills on the bar, and said, slowly: “Paint…my…house.”