A woman and her twelve-year-old son were riding in a taxi in Detroit. It was raining and all the prostitutes were standing under awnings.
“Mom,” said the boy, “what are all those women doing?”
“They’re waiting for their husbands to get off work,” she replied.
The taxi driver turns around and says, “Geez lady, why don’t you tell him the truth? They’re hookers, boy! They have sex with men for money.”
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At the end of a tiny deserted bar in downtown Detroit sat a huge black man.
He was having a few beers, when a short, well dressed, and obviously gay man
walked in and sat beside him.
After three or four beers, the gay man got the courage to say a few words
to the big black man.
Leaning over towards him, he whispered, “Do you want a blow job?”
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