Great thread.....
So Billy Bob goes to the bar, all depressed, he tells the bartender that lately every time he drinks he throws up on himself , and his wife gets extremely mad when he gets home.
The bartender says “hey no problem, just throw $20 in your shirt pocket and when you get home tell your wife that somebody threw up on your shirt, and they put 20 bucks in your pocket to get it cleaned.” Billy says “hey that’s great! Line up the doubles”... and beer chasers!”
Later that night... Billy wakes up lying on the floor inside his front door, with his wife kicking him, “Look at you” she says “you’re drunk again, you threw up on your shirt again”.
Billy stammers “W W wait a sec, there was a guy at the bar... and he threw up on my shirt... so He put $20 in my pocket to get it cleaned... ”
So Mrs. Billy, reaches into his shirt pocket, grabs the cash and says there’s $40 here…”
So Billy looks up and says “y y yeah... that son of a bitch... he crapped in my pants too”
So Billy Bob goes to the bar, all depressed, he tells the bartender that lately every time he drinks he throws up on himself , and his wife gets extremely mad when he gets home.
The bartender says “hey no problem, just throw $20 in your shirt pocket and when you get home tell your wife that somebody threw up on your shirt, and they put 20 bucks in your pocket to get it cleaned.” Billy says “hey that’s great! Line up the doubles”... and beer chasers!”
Later that night... Billy wakes up lying on the floor inside his front door, with his wife kicking him, “Look at you” she says “you’re drunk again, you threw up on your shirt again”.
Billy stammers “W W wait a sec, there was a guy at the bar... and he threw up on my shirt... so He put $20 in my pocket to get it cleaned... ”
So Mrs. Billy, reaches into his shirt pocket, grabs the cash and says there’s $40 here…”
So Billy looks up and says “y y yeah... that son of a bitch... he crapped in my pants too”