October 23, 2007
“Breasts Like Martinis”
The bartender at Caesar’s tells jokes we’ve heard a hundred times.
A shoelace walks into a bar, for example. I whisper
Sarah Evers told me that joke in sixth grade and Josey says
My brother Steve, 1982. A whore, a midget, a Chinaman,
nothing we haven’t heard. Then a customer asks
Why are breasts like martinis? and they both start laughing.
They know this one, everybody knows this one, except
us.
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One Response to ““Breasts Like Martinis””
woman-shaped air
Lovely.
Thanks for the link, Joshua.