This is a placeholder text
Group text
by animules on 26 March 2011 - 21:03
I can't take credit for writing this....... 
-----------------------------
He left home about 8:30 a.m. to play golf with his friends.
On the way out the door he answered his wife's "what time will you be home?" question with "probably about 1:30, I'll have lunch at the club."
1:30 came & went, 3:00 passed, 6:15, still not home, finally at about 7:00 pm he rolls in the driveway, leaves his clubs in the garage, and presents his wife with a pizza, and begins the following apologetic story.
"We finished our game about 11:30, had lunch, and I started home, when alongside the road I saw this attractive girl with a flat tire on her car. I stopped to help, got the tire changed, and looked around for a place to wash my hands. She offered money, but I refused, so she suggested that I at least allow her to buy me a beer. She said there's a tavern just up the road, and they have a restroom, you can clean up a bit. I agreed to stop, we had a beer, then another beer, then a couple more, and I realized that this girl was not only pretty, she was very friendly, and a good companion to spend time with. Before I knew it, we were in the motel next door having sex. And honey, that is why I am so late getting home."
His wife looked him right in the eye and said "don't shit me you lyin' sonofabitch, you played 36 holes, didn't you?"
by Don Corleone on 26 March 2011 - 23:03
Contact information Disclaimer Privacy Statement Copyright Information Terms of Service Cookie policy ↑ Back to top
