Fred will not be at the M&G.
Fred will not be at the M&G
Fred 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, Fred! How ya doin?" His wife is puzzled
and asks if he's been to this club before.
"Oh no," says Fred. "He's in my bowling league."
When they are seated, a waitress
asks Fred 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 >Fred, >>starts to rub
herself all over him and says, "Hi Freddie, Want your usual table dance, big boy?"
Fred's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. Fred follows and spots her getting into a taxi. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in besideher.
Fred 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 four letter word in the book.
The cabby turns around and says, "Geez Fred , you picked up a real bitch this time."
Fred's funeral will be on Saturday.
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