Date Posted:04:07:30 04/12/04 Mon Author:Ralph Hamilton Subject: Drunk and disorderley
Hmm.
how could one be drunk and orderley?
Anyway, these two blokes were drinking in a bar. One was bewailing his impending fate, upon his return home.
"I'm dead." he whined. "When I get home this late, the wife goes mad at me for hours, and glares at me for days."
"No worries." His friend replied. "Just do what I do. When I get home late like tonight, I rush upstairs, pull the sheets off my wife, stick my head between her legs and give her a long slow wet lick. She wakes up in too good a mood to go mad at me."
The first bloke thinks about this and decides to act upon the advice given. When he gets home, he runs up to the bedroom, pulls the sheets off his wife, and gives her the best long slow wet lick he can manage. When he surfaces for air, she looks at him and roars. "You horrible beast! Not only have you been out drinking, but you have been fighting also."
