“I got an idea,” Chris responded. “Meet me at my house.”
John headed down the street to Chris’s. His parents weren’t home, so John just walked in.
“What’s the plan?” John asked.
Chris was sitting in the living room looking at his phone. “I found this app my cousin used, it’s called Prom Date Finder.”
“Sounds made up.”
“It worked for him. You create an account, answer some questions and the application pairs you up with a beautiful woman to spend the night with you.”
“... that sounds like a prostitution app.”
“It’s not a prostitution app!”
“Does it cost money?”
“Yeah...”
“And in exchange for this money does a woman show up to spend the night with you?”
“Yes...”
“And is there a possibility of her having sex with you in exchange for this money and going to a nice party?”
“... yes?”
“Then she’s a prostitute.”
“Let’s give it a try, what is the worst that could happen?”
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