The Salesman

A salesman checked into a futuristic motel.
Realizing he needed a haircut before his meeting
tomorrow, he called down to the desk clerk to ask
if there was a barber on the premises. "I'm afraid
not, sir," the clerk told him apologetically, "but
down the hall from your room is a vending
Skeptical but intrigued, the salesman located the
machine, inserted $15, and stuck his head into
the opening, at which time the machine started
to buzz and spin.

Fifteen seconds he pulled out his head and
surveyed his reflection, which reflected the
best haircut of his life.

Two feet away was another machine with a
sign that read, "Manicures $20." "Why not?"
he thought. He paid the money, inserted his
hands into the slot, and the machine started
to buzz and spin. Fifteen seconds later he
pulled out his hands and they were perfectly
manicured.

The next machine had a sign that read,
"Machine provides a service men need when
away from Their Wives, 50 Cents."

He looked both ways, put fifty cents in the
machine, unzipped his fly, and with some
anticipation, stuck his manhood into the
opening.

When the machine started buzzing, he let out
a shriek of agony and almost passed out.
Fifteen seconds later it shut off.
With trembling hands, he was able to withdraw
his member... which now had a button
neatly sewn on the end.