A man walks into a smoky jazz lounge. The singer finishes her set and comes over, placing a menu on his table.
She purrs, “What’s your mood tonight, baby?”
He reads:
Wine – $7
Cheese Plate – $12
“Silky Hand Solo” – $18
He raises a brow. “Silky solo… is that you?”
She licks her lips. “Every night, if you want it.”
He leans back and says,
“Sounds good. Wash those hands — I’ll take the cheese.”
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