Uska 5000 nakki hua hai. Lekin abhi jo phone aaya, wo dusare agent ka tha. Wo full night, tin aadmi ka offer laya hai.”Maine kaha ; “tu agar tin a...admi puri raat nahi sah sakti to na kar de use. Is me kya ulzan hai ?”Wo mujh par bigdi ; “arre tu kuchh samazati nahi hai. Paise milte ho to main tin kya panch ko bhi zel lun. Aur yahan to 25000 mil rahe hai.”Ab mujhe uljhan hui, maine kaha ; “to swikar kar le.”Wo muh nachate meri nakal karte boli ; “wah wah, swikar kar le, achchhi salah di. Phir. "I heard," said Louise thoughtfully. "That if a boy licks his fingers and rubs a girls nipples then it feels really good" Oh, really?" Rose didn't dare suggest anything, but even as Louise had said this she imagined Louise doing it to her own perky nipples.They lay talking for about ten minutes until they became silent."We could try it out..." Louise said quietly."Our nipples?" Rose said quickly, and far too hopefully.But Louise, becoming excited got down to Rose's bed took off her pyjama top.. She'd expected the Prince to take the lead, and now he did. As indeed he should, if only because Lacie had had no inkling of any of the positions he could master. On the bed beneath the golden canopy, to the audience's wonder, he led her through a voluptuous choreography of the senses. He guided her gracefully into pose after pose; lying, crouching, kneeling; many positions no doubt familiar to the reader, others known only to those who have studied the ancient 'Persaphrosudiae of Al Nen. Enjoying a cocktail and chatting with the bartender, the evening passes pleasantly.A bar was walked into by the passive voice.An oxymoron walked into a bar, and the silence was deafening.Two quotation marks walk into a “bar.”A malapropism walks into a bar, looking for all intents and purposes like a wolf in cheap clothing, muttering epitaphs and casting dispersions on his magnificent other, who takes him for granite.Hyperbole totally rips into this insane bar and absolutely destroys.