In the romantic days of Warsaw, Viennese whores were known for their
beauty and delicacy. A gallant officer picked up one such lady of the
evening, who took him to her apartment. They made delicious love all
evening before drifting to sleep in each others' arms. In the morning
the man dressed, staring into a full-length mirror. The lady lay in her
bed watching him. Finally, she said softly,
"Didn't you forget something?"
"What did I forget?" asked the officer.
"You forgot about the money," said the lady.
"Oh, no," said the man, standing at ramrod attention. "A Polish
officer never accepts money."