A blonde decided to earn some money doing handiwork around town, so she gathered some goods together and set out. She figured the wealthier part of town would pay better, so she went there first. She stopped at the first house she saw; it was a gorgeous old home with a beautiful, big porch and a sleek top-of-the-line sports car in the driveway. She knocked on the front door, and the man of the house answered.
"Hi, I'm doing handiwork. Do you have anything around here that needs fixing up?"
"Well," the man said, "the porch could use a fresh coat of paint."
"Sure, that'll take no time. I'll do it for $50."
The man thought this was a steal, the porch was huge and would take hours to paint, so he agreed and the blonde set out to work.
In a half hour, there was a knock on the door and to the man's surprise, the blonde said she had finished. He gave her the money and she started on her way. She suddenly stopped and turned.
"By the way, mister: that wasn't a porch, it was a Ferrari."
"...everyone finally shut up, and the audience could enjoy the beginning of the Anatevka Pogram in peace."