i was sitting in a bar about closing time when this butt ugly heifer slapped me on the hip pockets and said, ” how ya doing cowboy?” Being “slightly intoxicated”, I replied I was very intoxicated but not nearly desperate . She said, “how about taking my number and call me when you’re sober.” Did I mention it required a fifty ton crane to lift her to the top of the tallest ugly tree in North America. She broke every branch on the way down. Her looks indicated she played in th offensive line before face guards.
i asked her if she had a pen. She said, “I surely do”. I replied, “you better get back into it before the farmer knows you’re gone”.
i never saw that beer mug coming!
i guess a little morphine is out of the question.
rno- who had his nose broken in eight places and still frequents those places.