The Brothel

THE BROTHELThe madam opened the brothel  door in Winnipeg and saw a rather dignified,  well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties  or early fifties."May I help  you sir?" she  asked.The man replied, "I want to  see Valerie.""Sir, Valerie is one of our  most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer  someone else", said the  madam.He replied,  "No, I must see  Valerie."Just then,  Valerie appeared and announced   to the man she charged $5000  a visit.Without  hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars  and gave it to Valerie, and they went  upstairs.After an hour, the  man calmly left. The next night, the man  appeared again, once more demanding to see  Valerie.Valerie  explained that no one had ever come  backtwo nights in a row as she  was too expensive."There  are no discounts. The price is still  $5,000."Again, the man pulled out  the money, gave it to Valerie, and they went  upstairs.After an  hour, he left.The following  night the man was there yet  again.Everyone was  astounded that he had come for   a third consecutive night,  but he paid Valerie and they went  upstairs.After their session,  Valerie said to the man,"No  one has ever been with me three nights in   a row. Where are you  from?"The man  replied, " New Brunswick  .." "Really," she said. "I have  family in  New Brunswick  ." "I know." the man said.  "Your sister died, and I am her attorney. She asked  me to give you your $15,000.00  inheritance."The moral of the  story is that three things in life are  certain:                             1.  Death                       2.  Taxes                       3.  Being screwed by a lawyer!                   yet  again.