August 2, 2008
Booze and Cards
Speaking of double entendre….
A guy walks into a bar and says:
“Bartender, I’d like to see about a drink and a friendly card game. Mind pointing me in the right direction?”
Bartender says:
“Sure, buddy. Liquor in the front. Poker in the rear.”
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Oh, I remember that one. In fact, it reminds me of the only joke that I tell really well. I mimic a guy, the husband of a friend, who used to tell said joke over and over and over and over. And my friend would close her eyes and nod her head sideways and sigh heavily. Sometimes she’d whisper to herself, “Oh, no. Here comes ‘Bongo’ again.”
It was an altogether idiotic joke that played upon pasty-faced Caucasian men’s irrational fears of anal penetration by men of more or less darker complexion. The way I tell it . . . well, it doesn’t translate. Trust me. Maybe at clusterflockstock.
Perhaps an open mic “Last Comic Standing.” Maybe just after the “Clusterflockstock Gospel Hour?”
(Brandon, bring your Takemine, I’ll need a picker.)
I’ll bring the geetar.