Finding a Bargain

Tonio

Asperger's Poster Child
One Sunday the wealthy developer asked the country club to find him a golf partner for the day, since his usual partner couldn't make it.

As the two men began playing, they talked about their careers. The developer pointed to the luxury condos in the distance and said, "My company built those. That's ours on the penthouse floor."

The other man said he was a professional assassin. The developer didn't believe him, until the man pulled some tubes from his golf bag and assembled them into a high-power rifle.

"The best thing about this rifle is the scope. Check it out," he said, handing the weapon to the developer.

"Hey, you're right. There's our condo. I can see my wife through the window," he said. Suddenly he gasps. "Oh my God, she's in bed with another man!" Beet-red with anger, he asks the assassin for his usual fee.

"A million dollars a bullet," the assassin said.

"No problem," the developer said. "I want you to blow off my wife's head with the first bullet, and blow off that guy's gonads with the second bullet."

The assassin loads the rifle, aims, and then pauses.

"What's the holdup?" the developer asks.

"If you wait a second, I think I can save you a million dollars."
 
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