Harry and his wife were having hard financial times, so they decided she would become a hooker.
She wass not quite sure what to do, so Harry said, "Stand in front of that bar and pick up a guy. Tell him a hundred bucks. If you've got a question, I'll be parked around the corner.
She's not there five minutes when a guy pulled up and said, "How much?"
"A hundred dollars."
"Damn. All I've got is thirty."
"Hold on," she said and ran back to Harry. "What can he get for thirty dollars?"
"A handjob," Harry replied.
She ran back and told the guy all he got for thirty dollars was a handjob.
He said okay, she got in the car, he unzipped his pants, and out popped a simply HUGE male unit.
She stared at it for a minute, and then said, "I'll be right back."
She ran back around the corner and said breathlessly, "Harry, can you loan this guy seventy bucks?"