Why Do The He Then Rage?

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He had just come back from Vegas and was wandering the 
shore of his small beachfront home when out of the corner
of his eye he saw it. A flash of light on a piece of glass.
He strolled over to where he saw the flash and saw a bottle
nearly buried in the sand.

"Damn tourists and their littering , " he grumbled and dug
the bottle out. It was old and still had a cork in it. He
yanked on the cork and fell to the ground as a beautiful
genie materialized before him.

"For freeing me your fondest wish shall be granted," said
the genie.

"Hmmm, I'd like to have the body of the beautiful woman I
saw on stage in Vegas last week. I don't know her name
because I wandered into her show late by accident, but she
had a beautiful body and could sing too," he asked
hopefully.

"Picture her in your mind and I shall give you her body as
you wished. " said the genie.

He remembered how she looked up there on the stage and
"poof' he was in his living room in a spangled gown and
looking in the mirror saw a reflection of the girl he had
imagined.

"Great," he said as he placed his hands on his new bosom
and began to feel - and felt nothing.

"What!" he yelped, " these tits are nothing but silicon
falsies!!"

" Guess she was flat chested"

He lifted the gown and reached between his legs and instead
of the pussy he expected found a cock.

"You promised me," he raged!

A flier appeared out of the middle of nowhere and fell to
the floor. He picked it up and saw a picture of the
beautiful woman he thought he would become.

The flier said, "Come see Linda, The Greatest Female
Impersonator in Vegas - three nights only"