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An old man made it shakily through the door to Joe Conforte's Mustand Ranch, outside Reno, Nevada.

The receptionist stared at him. "You got to be in the wrong place," she exclaimed. " What are you looking for?"

"Aren't this the famous Mustang ? Aren't this where you allus got forty-five girls ready 'n' able?"

The receptionist looked perplexed. "Ready for what?"

"I want a girl," the old man rasped. "I wanna get laid."

"How old are you, Pop?" she asked.

"Ninety-two," he replied.

"Ninedty-two ? Pop, you've had it !"

"Oh," said the old man, a little disconcerted as his tremling fingers reached for his wallet. "How much do I own you?"

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