I think it was the same feller...
...who came home late of a friday night three sheets to the wind. Wifie was waitin inside the front door with her arms crossed and her foot a-tappin, shootin laser beams from her eyes.
"Where have you been?" she demanded.
"Well (hic)," says hubby, "af-after work I went out with the b - with the boys for a weeeeeeee drink."
"A wee drink, huh? How much did you spend?" she demanded.
The man looked at his shoe for a while. 'Sixty dollars," he says sheepishly.
'SIXTY DOLLARS!!!" she yells, "Do you know how long sixty dollars would last me?"
"Well," he thinks about it, "You don't drink, you don't smoke, and you got your own pussy. I guess it would last you forever."
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