The other day, my friends and I went to a
 "Ladies Night Club." One of
 the girls wanted to impress the rest
of us, so she
 pulled out a $10 bill.
When
the male dancer came over to us,
my friend
 licked the $10 bill and
 stuck
it
to his butt cheek!

Not to be outdone, another friend pulls out a
 $20 bill. She calls the
 guy back over, licks the $20 bill,
and sticks it to
 his other butt cheek.

In another attempt to impress the rest of us,
 my third friend pulls out
 a $50 bill and calls the guy over,
and licks the
 bill. I'm worried about
the
way things are going, but fortunately she just
 stuck it to one of his
butt
cheeks.

My relief was short lived. Seeing the way
 things are going, the guy
gyrates over to me!   Now everyone's
attention is focused on
me, and the guy's egging me
on to try to top
 the $50.

My brain was churning as I reached for my
 wallet. What could I do?
Then the
marketer in me took over!

I got out my ATM card, swiped it down the crack
 of his butt, grabbed the
80 bucks, and went home. . . .