Getting off Welfare

[mike crabtree]

>
> A guy walks into the local welfare office, marches straight up to
>the counter and says, "Hi... You know, I just HATE drawing welfare.
>I'd really rather have a job." The social worker behind the counter
>says, "Your timing is excellent. We just got a job opening from a
>very wealthy old man who wants a chauffeur and bodyguard for his
>beautiful nymphomaniac daughter.You'll have to drive around in his
>Mercedes, but he'll supply all of your clothes. Because of the long
>hours, meals will be provided. You'll be expected to escort her on
>her overseas holiday trips. You will have to satisfy her sexual
>urges. You'll be provided a two-bedroom apartment above the garage.
>The starting salary is $200,000 a year. " The guy, wide-eyed, says,
>"You're bullsh***in' me!" The social worker says, "Yeah, well...
>you started it."