An Italian guy was checking out women in Rome. While at his favorite bar, he managed to attract a good-looking blonde. They went back to his place and went at it. After a long while, he climaxed. Then he rolled over, lit a cigarette and asked her, “So… you finish?”
After a short pause, she replied, “No.”
Surprised, he put out his cigarette, rolled back on top of her, and started again, this time lasting even longer than the first. Again he rolled over, lit a cigarette and asked, “So, you finish?” Again she said no.
Surprised, he put out his cigarette, rolled back on top of her, and started again, this time lasting even longer than the first. Again he rolled over, lit a cigarette and asked, “So, you finish?” Again she said no.
Surprised but still acting reflexively on his macho pride, he once again put out the cigarette and entertained his companion du jour. This time, with all the strength he can muster up, he barely managed to finish, but he did, after expending quite a lot of time and energy.
Barely able to roll over, he reached for a cigarette, lit it and then asked tiredly, “So…you finish?”
“No,” she replied. “I’m Swedish.”
“No,” she replied. “I’m Swedish.”
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