So two guys, each with a black eye, are sitting in a bar. They look at each other and notice that they each have a shiner.
The first guy says, “Hey! You’ve got a black eye too! What the hell happened?”
The second guy answers, “It’s kind of embarrassing. But I tell ya what. I’ll tell you how I got my black eye if you tell me how you got yours.”
The first guy agrees. “Sure.”
So the second guy says, “Well, this morning I was at the airport at the ticket counter. The gal behind the counter had a tremendous rack going on. I mean, really distracting. Now, what I meant to say was ‘I need a ticket to Pittsburgh.’ What I actually said was, ‘I need a picket to Tittsburgh.’ The gal clocked me one right then and there.”
The first guy relates. “Hey, innocent mistake. Could happen to anybody. I had a very similar experience myself.”
“What happened?” asks the second guy.
The first guy explains. “This morning I was at the breakfast table with my wife. Now, what I meant to say was, ‘Honey, can you please pass the Cheerios.’ What I actually said was, ‘You fucking bitch, you’ve ruined my whole life.'”
Hahahahaha. Hahaha. Ha. Ahhhhh.
side note- I hear Tittsburgh is lovely this time of year.
It’s true. The popularity of that place peaks during the summer months.
Yes. Although, I hear cold weather also rouses a visible interest in Tittsburgh.
Stop it. You’re making me bust up over here.
…such titilating comments!
You ain’t kiding. I mean kidding. With a double d.
…good way for me to keep abreast of what’s happening…
Anything I can do to help. I’ll go ahead and continue to heave the information over your way so you can implant it into your memory. Unless, of course, that’s not your cup of tea.
implant into my mammary??? huh?!
silly me…you said “memory”…i feel like such a boob!
After a couple days, it’s nice to see how you’re continuing to cleave to this discussion.
…it was really fun hanging out with you. thanx, bra!
My pleasure. It was a tremendously distracting experience.