A joke that my friend emailed me.

Jan 13, 2008 22:49

You see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and say, “I’m fantastic in bed.” That’s direct marketing.

You’re at a party with a bunch of friends and see a handsome guy. One of your friends goes up to him and pointing at you says, “He’s fantastic in bed.” That’s advertising.

You see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and get his telephone number. Te next day you call and say, “Hi, I’m fantastic in bed.” That’s telemarketing.

You’re at a party and see a handsome guy. You get up and ix your hair. You walk up to him and pour him a drink. You say, “May I?” then reach over to straighten his tie, brushing your crotch lightly against his thigh, and then say, “By the way, I’m fantastic in bed.” That’s public relations.

You’re at a party and see a handsome guy. He walks up to you and says, “I hear you’re fantastic in bed.” That’s brand recognition.

You’re at a party and see a handsome guy. You talk him into going home with your friend. That’s sales rep.

Your friend can’t satisfy him so he calls you. That’s tech support.

You’re on your way to a party when you realize that there could be handsome men in all these houses you’re passing. So you climb onto the roof of one situated toward the center and shout at the top of your lungs: “I’m fantastic in bed!” That’s spam.
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