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A Cautionary Tale

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by SARG, Apr 23, 2007.

  1. SARG

    SARG

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    Subject: A Cautionary Tale


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    >>A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured alluringly
    >>to the bartender who approached her immediately.
    >>
    >> She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As
    >> he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she
    >> asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.
    >>
    >> "Actually, no," he replied.
    >>
    >> "Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her
    >> hands
    >> beyond his beard and into his hair.
    >>
    >> "I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can
    >> do?"
    >>
    >> "Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her
    >> forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her
    >> fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
    >>
    >> "What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
    >>
    >> "Tell him," she whispered, "There's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper
    >> towels in the ladies room."
     
  2. milkdud

    milkdud

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    Now that's what I call making your point in a poignant fashion!