Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Drunk

Bob drunk. He came home, banging the door:

- Oh, Bob! Have you been there?

- Oh, my dear, I met your old friend.

-!?

- He wok up his salary last month.

- Well, I can understand.

- Cars are being held back ...



- Of course.

- Oh, you are the most gentle woman in the world. Um ... Ờ ... looks like the necklace I handed yesterday, he donated a girl.

- God, I'm so lucky!

- Why do you mean that you are very satisfied?

- Yes, because I'm just ... my neighbor.

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