I’ve been busking in an elevator on 6th Avenue when it rains. The ride is too short for a good song and dance, so I’ve been offering the following:
$1 Shoeshine
$2 Head-to-toe whisking
$3 Oil your zipper
$4 Pull up your socks, grab your cock, and get you ready to roll!
$5 Surreptitiously hit the Stop button, scream “We’ll never get out of here! We’re all going to die!” and then let you be the good Samaritan who calms me down.
If you have a pet on a leash, I will get down on all fours and keep it company at no charge.
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