All Roads Lead to the Bar
A Roman walks into a bar, holds up two fingers, and says, “Five beers, please”.
A Roman walks into a bar, holds up two fingers, and says, “Five beers, please”.
At a party the other night I was asked how I view lesbian relationships.
Apparently "In HD" was not the best answer.
Why doesn't Smokey the Bear have any kids?
Because every time Mrs. Smokey gets hot, he covers her with dirt and beats her with a shovel.
My wife wanted to test me. So she asked: "Honey, what would you do if you came home and caught me in bed with another guy."
I told her: "I'd kick his seeing eye dog."
And that's when the fight started...