There was this professional assassin that charged $10,000 per bullet.
A guy comes up to him in the bar one day and says, “Are you the guy who charges $10,000 a bullet?”
“What if you miss?”
He looks at the man, deadly serious. “I don’t miss…”.
“Okay, we’ll I’ve got $20,000.
I just found out my wife is having an affair with my best friend. They’re at the motel together right now.”
“Let’s go”, the assassin says.
So they drive to a store across the street from the motel and climb up on the roof.
The assassin takes out his rifle and attaches the scope.
“They’re in room 21. I want you to shoot her in the head, and I want you to blow his d*ck off.”
The assassin looks through his scope. He keeps staring for several minutes, not taking the shot.
“Well? What are you waiting for!?” the husband asks. “Hold on a minute. I think I can save you $10,000”.