A man from Liverpool walks into the local Job Centre, marches straight up to the counter and says, "Hi... You know, I just HATE drawing benefits. I'd really rather have a job." The Guy behind the counter says, "Your timing is excellent. We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a chauffeur and bodyguard for his beautiful nymphomaniac daughter. You'll have to drive around in his Mercedes, but he'll supply all of your clothes. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided. You'll be expected to escort her on her overseas holiday trips. You will have to satisfy her sexual urges. You'll be provided a two-bedroom apartment above the garage. The starting salary is £200,000 a year." The guy, wide-eyed, says, "You're bullshittin' me!" The Guy behind the counter says, "Yeah, well... You started it."