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A drunken man walks into a biker bar, sits down at the bar and orders a drink. Looking around, he sees 3 men sitting at a corner table. He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest, biker in the face and says: "I went by your grandma's house today and I saw her in the hallway buck naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!" The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused, because he is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat. The drunk leans on the table again and says: "I got it on with your grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!" The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad but the biker still says nothing. The drunk leans on the table one more time and says: "I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked it!" At this point the biker stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulders looks him square in the eyes and says: "Grandpa,....... Go home, you're drunk!" 1 HALF-GALLON OF 2% MILK, 1 DOZEN EGGS, 1 QUART OF ORANGE JUICE, 1 HEAD OF ROMAINE LETTUCE, 2 LBS. OF COFFEE, 1 LB. PACKAGE OF BACON. AS SHE WAS UNLOADING HER ITEMS ON THE CONVEYOR BELT TO CHECK OUT, A DRUNK STANDING BEHIND HER WATCHED AS SHE PLACED THE ITEMS IN FRONT OF THE CASHIER.WHILE THE CASHIER WAS RINGING UP HER PURCHASES, THE DRUNK CALMLY STATED," YOU MUST BE SINGLE." THE WOMAN WAS A BIT STARTLED BY THIS PROCLAMATION, BUT SHE WAS INTRIGUED BY THE DERELICT'S INTUITION, SINCE SHE WAS INDEED SINGLE. SHE LOOKED AT HER SIX ITEMS ON THE BELT AND SAW NOTHING PARTICULARLY UNUSUAL ABOUT HER SELECTIONS THAT COULD HAVE TIPPED OFF THE DRUNK TO HER MARITAL STATUS. CURIOSITY GETTING THE BETTER OF HER, SHE SAID "WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT,YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY CORRECT. BUT HOW ON EARTH DID YOU KNOW THAT?" THE DRUNK REPLIED, "'CAUSE YOU'RE UGLY." And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, Spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirin, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror, and notices a note on the table: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove,I left early to go shopping--Love you!" He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and The morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks, "son...what happened last night?" "Well, you came home after 3 A.M.., drunk and out of your mind. You broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door." "So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, lady, I'm married!" Broken furniture - $85.26 Hot Breakfast - $4.20 Red Rose bud -$3.00 Two Aspirins -$.38 Saying the right thing, at the right time.........Priceless. The deputy told the driver he was fascinated by juggling, and if the driver would do a little juggling for him that he wouldn't give him a ticket. The driver told the deputy that he had sent all of his equipment on ahead and didn't have anything to juggle. The deputy told him that he had some flares in the trunk of his squad car and asked if he could juggle them. The juggler stated that he could, so the deputy got three flares, lit them and handed them to the juggler. While the man was doing his juggling act, a car pulled in behind the squad car, a drunk got out and watched the performance briefly, he then went over to the squad car opened the rear door and got in. The deputy observed him doing this and went over to his squad car, opened the door and asked the drunk what he thought he was doing. The drunk replied, "Might as well take my ass on to jail, theres no way in hell I can pass that test. "Not a chance" says the husband - "It's three o'clock in the morning!" He slams the door and returns to bed. "Who was it?" asks his wife. "Just a drunken stranger asking for a push" he answers. "Did you help him?" she asks. "NO, I didn't, it's three in the morning and raining like hell out!" "Well you've got a short memory" says his wife. "Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down on holiday and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him." The man does as he is told and gets dressed and goes out into the pouring rain and calls out into the dark. "Hello-are you still there?" "Yes," comes the answer. "Do you still want a push?" calls out the husband. "Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark. "Where are you?" asks the husband. "Over here on the swing" the drunk replies WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell happened to your bra. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with other members of the opposite sex without spitting. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you have mystical Kung Fu powers, resulting in you getting your ass beat. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to roll over in the morning and see something really scary (whose species and or name you can't remember). WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burns on the forehead. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to believe you are invisible. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you. WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause a disturbance in the time-space continuum, whereby small (and sometimes large) gaps of time may seem to literally disappear. "I'm a professional gambler," replied the man. The bartender said, "There's no such thing! I mean, your odds are fifty-fifty at best, right?" "Well, I only bet on sure things," said the guy. "Like what?" asked the bartender. "Well, for example, I'll bet you fifty dollars that I can bite my right eye," he said. The bartender thought about it. "Okay," he said. So, the guy pulled out his false right eye and bit it. "Aw, you screwed me," said the bartender, and paid the guy his $50. "I'll give you another chance. I'll bet you another fifty dollars that I can bite my left eye," said the stranger. The bartender thought again and said, "Well, I know you're not blind, I mean, I watched you walk in here. I'll take that bet." So, the guy pulled out his false teeth and bit his left eye. "Aw, you screwed me again!" protested the bartender. "That's how I win so much money, bartender. I'll just take a bottle of your best scotch in lieu of the fifty dollars," said the man. With that, the guy went to the back room and spent the better part of the night playing cards with some of the locals. After many hours of drinking and card playing, he stumbled up to the bar. Drunk as a skunk, he said, "Bartender, I'll give you one last chance. I'll bet you five hundred dollars that I can stand on this bar on one foot and piss into that whiskey bottle on that shelf behind you without spilling a drop." The bartender once again pondered the bet. The guy couldn't even stand up straight on two feet, much less one. "Okay, you're on," he said. The guy climbed up on the bar, stood on one leg, and began pissing all over the place. He hit the bar, the bartender, himself, but not a drop made it into the whiskey bottle. The bartender was ecstatic. Laughing, the bartender said, "Hey pal, you owe me five hundred dollars!" The guy climbed down off the bar and said, "That's okay. I just bet each of the guys in the card room a thousand bucks each that I could piss all over you and the bar and still make you laugh!" < Beer is for me, beer is for you First I'll have one, then I'll have two After three or more, I'll find me a whore I'll drink 'til I'm drunk, then I'll even have more I'll get up and dance, I'll get down and dirty Then hit on a fat lady, 'cause, "damn she looks purdy" Seven, then eight, nine, and then ten The drinking don't stop 'til the puking begins I'll get really tired, be ready for bed Then fall on the toilet and bust open my head There I will stay until the sun comes up My friends all tell me, "Man you were screwed up!" "Up your's!" I say, "I had a good time." "Until I got naked for quarters and dimes." "Even that was fun," I'll say with a sneer Thanks to my friend that cold case of beer! |
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