November 21, 2008

Now we are haggling about the price.

This reminds me of the old (alleged) Churchill conversation:

Churchill: Madam, would you sleep with me for five million pounds?
Socialite: My goodness, Mr. Churchill... Well, I suppose... we would have to discuss terms, of course...
Churchill: Would you sleep with me for five pounds?
Socialite: Mr. Churchill, what kind of woman do you think I am?!
Churchill: Madam, we've already established that. Now we are haggling about the price.
A non-distinction which seems to be lost on Eliot Spitzer's whore.

By Rusty Shackleford, Ph.D. at 04:42 PM | |