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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 on my bowling team.
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 four letter word in the book. The cabby turns around and
says, "Geez Bob, you picked up a real bitch this time."
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 on my bowling team.
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 four letter word in the book. The cabby turns around and
says, "Geez Bob, you picked up a real bitch this time."
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