A OddJobs Person canvassed a wealthy neighborhood looking for odd jobs. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had anything for her to do.
“Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?”
She replied, “How about $50?”
The man agreed and told her the paint was in the garage. A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.
“You’re finished already?” he asked.
“Yes,” the woman answered, “and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats.” Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50.
“And by the way,” the blonde added, “that’s not a Porsche; it’s a Ferrari.”
There must have been a crappier engine somewhere. Wartburg?
That wouldn’t have happened if he pronounced the last vowel of “Porsche” as he should.
But back to numbers…
How the hell did Cleveland rate the $1000?
Oh, yeah…didn’t waste a lot of time on the reverse design
It’s only polyurethane resin. Hence the “Pu”. Nothing to do with Vladimir Vladimirovich. Definitely not ideal for mixing with ammonium nitrate to make solid rocket fuel