It was that time of the year everyone was waiting for Carnival Time. Lots of people were expected to be there dressed up in fancy costumes, skimply clad women would be gyrating their bodies against men in the band and even those who were spectators. It would be all gay abandon. Charlie made certain he got into the action. He put on his only pair of jeans which he got from a friend, donned a borrowed multi-colored shirt with a pair of sneakers from his brother. The music was hot , the girls were doing their thing real well. Charlie spotted a buxom girl who seemed available and started working up his waist to the girl. She liked what she saw and showed Charlie a thing or two. After a brief conversation she gave Charlie her phone number. Two weeks passed and she got no call. Suddenly one day she spotted him in the streets picking up bottles. "Hey! she shouted, I thought you tiold me you were a lawyer." "Yes, Charlie replied, I pick up bottles to make a case."
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