If Wall Street had presented herself ten years ago in such attire, I would have said, "Let's rock, baby". But now that I'm pushing the late fifties in age, well, it's nice and all, but I am just not that horny.
A short version of an old joke: an elderly producer is approached by a Hollywood starlet at a party. She takes him by the hand into a bedroom, closes the door, and begins to disrobe. She says "Baby, you like what you see? I'm gonna make love to you like there's no tomorrow." The old producer replies, "That's nice. What's in it for me?"
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A short version of an old joke: an elderly producer is approached by a Hollywood starlet at a party. She takes him by the hand into a bedroom, closes the door, and begins to disrobe. She says "Baby, you like what you see? I'm gonna make love to you like there's no tomorrow." The old producer replies, "That's nice. What's in it for me?"
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