A lady tells her husband to go to the store to buy some coke. He walks down to the store only to find it closed. So he goes into a nearby bar to use the vending machine. At the bar he sees a beautiful woman and starts talking to her. They have a couple of beers and one thing lead to another and they end up in her apartment. After they've had their FUN, he realizes its 3AM and says, "Oh no, its so late, my wife's going to kill me". "Have you got any talcum powder?" She gives him some talcumpowder, which he proceeds to rub on his hands and then he goes home.
His wife is waiting for him in the doorway and she is pretty angry. "Where the hell have you been?" "Well, honey, it's like this. I went to the store like you asked, but they were closed. So I went to the bar to use the vending machine. I saw this great looking girl there and we had a few drinks and one thing led to another and I ended up in bed with her." "Oh yeah? Let me see your hands!" She sees his hands are covered with powder and says..."You Damn liar!!! You were playing billiards again!!!"
Freitag, November 10
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........ wieso finde ich die story nich lustig? =/
scarmony, das ist meine letzte aufforderung an dich. respektiere sie.
denkt halt weiter ^^ Fantasie mehr Phantasie !
das lustige an dieser Geschichte ist doch eigentlich die Tatsache das es zu 100% stimmt.
Wenn ich was ausgefressen habe und einfach mit einem Lächeln auf den Lippen meiner besseren Hälfte den ganzen Sermen in aller Ausführlichkeit erzähle glaubt sie sowieso es sei ein Scherz. Findet sie raus das es doch stimmt kann ich immer sagen "Das hab ich dir doch erzählt!"
So sind sie, die werten Damen ;)
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