Three women had a very late night drinking. They left in the early
morning hours and went home their separate ways.
The next day, they all met and compared notes about who was drunker the
night before. The first girl claims that she was the drunkest, saying,
"I drove straight home and walked into the house. As soon as I got
through the door, I blew chunks."
The second said, "You think that was drunk? Hell, I got into my car and
wrapped my car around the first tree I saw. I don't even have
insurance!"
The third proclaimed, "darn, I was the drunkest by far. When I got home,
I got into a big fight with my husband, knocked a candle over, and
burned the whole house down!"
The room was silent for a moment. Then, the first girl spoke out again,
"Listen girls, I don't think you understand. Chunks is my dog."
Chunks ?
Re: Chunks ?
Lucky dog...
I take that life if I can, with regret as well as joy, and with the sure knowledge that nature’s ways of fang and claw or exposure and starvation are a far crueler fate than I bestow. – Fred Bear
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Re: Chunks ?
*yawn*
"I'll tell you one thing about women, they don't give a damn about things on the side of the road."
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