The two bed and breakfast owners were
sitting there with coffee, comparing notes.
All I heard was, 'I don't know; your guest
is as good as mine.' And then some guy
came in, and he too began: 'Whew, what
a two days I just had. I picked up some
floozie on the street; I told her, 'My treat!'
and took her to the flower show and the
opera. She loved the flower show. Hated the
opera. You know what that tells me? You
can lead a whore to culture, but that doesn't
mean she'll like it.'