How Bob how you doin ?

Hey, Bob! How ya doin?'
>
> Bob works hard at the plant and 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.

9/25/2009 09:32:00 AM | |

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