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The Last Nickel
A father walks into a restaurant with his young son. He gives
the young boy 3 nickels to play with to keep him occupied.
Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face.
The father realizes the boy has swallowed the nickels and
starts slapping him on the back.
The boy coughs up two of the nickels, but keeps choking.
Looking at his son, the father is panicking, shouting for help. A well
dressed, attractive, and serious looking woman, in a blue business
suit is sitting at a coffee bar reading a newspaper and sipping a cup
of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her
coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places
it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way,
unhurried, across the restaurant.
Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants; takes hold of the boy's
testicles and starts to squeeze and twist, gently at first and then
ever so firmly.
After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and coughs up the last nickel,
which the woman deftly catches in her free hand.
Releasing the boy's testicles, the woman hands the
nickel to the father and walks back to her seat at the coffee bar
without saying a word.
As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill
effects, the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her
saying, "I've never seen anybody do anything like that before. It was
fantastic. Are you a doctor? "
"No", the woman replied. "I'm with the I.R.S."'
A father walks into a restaurant with his young son. He gives
the young boy 3 nickels to play with to keep him occupied.
Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face.
The father realizes the boy has swallowed the nickels and
starts slapping him on the back.
The boy coughs up two of the nickels, but keeps choking.
Looking at his son, the father is panicking, shouting for help. A well
dressed, attractive, and serious looking woman, in a blue business
suit is sitting at a coffee bar reading a newspaper and sipping a cup
of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her
coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places
it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way,
unhurried, across the restaurant.
Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants; takes hold of the boy's
testicles and starts to squeeze and twist, gently at first and then
ever so firmly.
After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and coughs up the last nickel,
which the woman deftly catches in her free hand.
Releasing the boy's testicles, the woman hands the
nickel to the father and walks back to her seat at the coffee bar
without saying a word.
As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill
effects, the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her
saying, "I've never seen anybody do anything like that before. It was
fantastic. Are you a doctor? "
"No", the woman replied. "I'm with the I.R.S."'
