So I met a buddy of mine up at the local bar and grill...
...for a late supper and a beer. I got there a bit late and he was already at the bar talking shit to some bar-fly. (not bad lookin'). His back is to me, so I walk up, grab him by the shoulder and bellowed: "What're you doing with my wife!"
He about shit his britches, and she left. :funnier: :funnier: :funnier: :funnier: I bought him dinner and a beer while he called me every name in the book. :funnier: :funnier::funnier: |
prick :funniest:
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:rofl::lol:
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Only a true friend could get away with that :funnier:
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:rofl: :lolsmile:
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:lol:
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:Jeff '79:
I love doing that to my wife in grocery stores when she is concentrating, and doesn't expect it. I'll sneak up from behind and say: EXCUSE ME, MISS??? In a really deep voice. She turns with that priceless :wtf: look on her face, half startled, wondering what she did wrong.:D I'm easily amused, I guess. |
Nice! :lol::lol:
It's against the rules to interfere with another man's prospects. :dance: Scott |
Pretty funny.
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