MAGIC LAMP. FOR AGENCY SUITS ONLY.
A guy is clearing out the attic of an old house and comes across a box
with a label that says: MAGIC LAMP. FOR AGENCY SUITS ONLY.
"What's an agency suit?", the guy thinks to himself. "What the heck, I've never tried a magic lamp before. I'll just go ahead anyway."
So he opens the box, takes out the lamp and rubs it Aladdin-style and
Shazaam! he's face to face with a genie.
"At your service, master. But wait a minute. You don't look like an account guy. Didn't you read the label?"
The guy is a little surprised, but decides to take a chance. "Oh, but I am. I'm a suit."
The genie is suspicious, but since he can't really prove the opposite: "Hm. Alright then. Here's the deal. You get to make three wishes, I grant them, and you put the lamp back in the box. OK?"
"OK then, but remember you only have three wishes. So you'd better be sure before you make a wish. Now bring 'em on!"
"I want a million dollars. A Cadillac convertible filled with bikini blondes. And a really big house."
There's a few moments of silence. Then the genie looks at the guy, and asks:
"Are you done?"
"Yeah. You said three wishes, right?"
The genie smiles. "OK dude, now I know you're not an account guy."
"Well, despite the fact that I said three wishes, a real suit wouldn't stop until eight or nine"