'Money and sex...' blog discussion

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A scruffy old man walks into a Bootle brothel. "I want Annie," the old man demands.

"Well sir, Annie is one of our most expensive ladies, she charges £100 per hour. Perhaps someone else?"

"No, no, I must see Annie." Annoyed, he reaches into his pocket and waves a large bundle of notes. The madam happily leads him through to Annie's room. The man pays Annie, stays for an hour and leaves.

The next night, he appears again, demanding Annie. Again the old man coughs up the £100, stays for an hour and leaves.

When he turns up on the third consecutive night, no one can believe it. Once again, he happily hands Annie the money. At the end of the hour, Annie questions the old man, "Wow! Nobody has ever used my services three nights in a row! Where are you from?"

The old man replies, "I’m from Pollokshields."

"Really?" replies Annie, "Good gracious, I have a sister who lives there."

"Yes, I know," says the old man. "She gave me £300 to give to you."