A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub... She
gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her
immediately. She seductively signaled that he should bring
his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed
his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she asked, softly
stroking his face with both hands. "Actually, no," he
replied. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him,"
she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his
hair. "I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is
there anything I can do?" "Yes. I need for you to give him
a message," she continued, running her forefinger across
the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple of her
fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them
gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to
say. "Tell him," she whispered, "there's no toilet paper,
hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."
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