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| deermagnet | Aug 10 2010, 10:06 PM Post #1 |
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Bob works hard at the office but spends two nights each week bowling, and plays golf every Saturday. His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club. The doorman at the club greets them and says, 'Hey, Bob! How ya doin?' His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before. 'Oh no,' says Bob. 'He's in my bowling league. When they are seated, a waitress asks Bob if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser.. His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, 'How did she know that you drink Budweiser?' 'I recognize her, she's the waitress from the golf club. I always have a Bud at the end of the 1st nine, honey.' A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Bob, starts to rub herself all over him and says, 'Hi Bobby. Want your usual table dance, big boy?' Bob's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. Bob follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her. Bob tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else, but his wife is having none of it .. She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every 4 letter word in the book. The cabby turns around and says, 'Geez Bob, you picked up a real bitch this time.' BOB' s funeral will be on Friday. |
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High on the horn WHEN YOUR OLD ALL YOU HAVE ARE YOUR MEMORIES SO MAKE THEM | |
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| justintime | Aug 10 2010, 10:12 PM Post #2 |
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| Perchdrifter | Aug 11 2010, 07:13 AM Post #3 |
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| shedherder | Aug 11 2010, 06:35 PM Post #4 |
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| bowhunter-57 | Aug 11 2010, 08:01 PM Post #5 |
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If it's got fur,feathers or scales it's in trouble Excal Exocet 175 Middleton DTM330 S/W 44Mag | |
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