Posted 05-08-2004 at 07:55:07
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....had a bad day yesterday!
There was this guy at the saloon last night, just looking at his drink. He stayed like that for half of an hour.
Then, this big trouble-making horse Ruben steps up next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. Ruben says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a grown man cry."
"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."
"I go in, inside, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this saloon. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison."
Now there was a sight. Ruben drinking milk, sticking a horse shoe down his throat, then upchucking all over evrybody's MIL. The wholw mess made me sick. Specially when all that mess started seeping under my reserve pool table accomidations.
Ain't there any place a farmer may enjoy a short beer without sicking old oats, chips, and noxcious fluids spread around deeper than rumors.
Haven gone home early.