A guy struck up a conversation with a young lady in a bar. After a half dozen
drinks, he suggested they get their own bottle and retire to his motel room, and
agreed. "Say, how old are you, anyway?" the guy asked.
"Thirteen," she replied with a shy smile.
"Thirteen? Thirteen!? My God, Girl! Get your clothes back on at once and get the
hell out of here! Are you crazy?" he thundered.
Pausing at the door as she left, the girl smiled. "Superstitious, huh?"