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Two guys are at a bar and one mentions to the other how he's dreading going home.
"How come?" asks the first guy.
"Well, I pull up to my house, turn off the headlights down the street, coast in the driveway with the engine off and tiptoe upstairs. I slide into bed quietly and as soon as I lay down my wife starts giving me sh!t about being out at the bar" the second guy replies.
First guy says "Well, you're going it all wrong. When you go home from the bar, skid into the driveway, honk your horn and slam your door. Open the front door of the house and slam it shut. Stomp your feet up the stairs and flop on the bed. Then start yelling at your wife demanding a BJ. I did that and my wife hasn't said a damn thing about me being at the bar; in fact she pretends to be asleep and ignores me. She never gives me a hard time about being at the bar anymore"
"How come?" asks the first guy.
"Well, I pull up to my house, turn off the headlights down the street, coast in the driveway with the engine off and tiptoe upstairs. I slide into bed quietly and as soon as I lay down my wife starts giving me sh!t about being out at the bar" the second guy replies.
First guy says "Well, you're going it all wrong. When you go home from the bar, skid into the driveway, honk your horn and slam your door. Open the front door of the house and slam it shut. Stomp your feet up the stairs and flop on the bed. Then start yelling at your wife demanding a BJ. I did that and my wife hasn't said a damn thing about me being at the bar; in fact she pretends to be asleep and ignores me. She never gives me a hard time about being at the bar anymore"