Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The Truth Hurts

An angry wife was complaining about her husband spending too much time at the pub, so one night he took her along. "What'll ya have?" he asked.

"Oh, I don't know. The same as you, I suppose," she replied.

So the husband ordered a couple of whiskies, then threw his down in one gulp.

His wife took a sip from her glass and immediately spit it out. "Yuck, that's nasty poison!" she sputtered. "I don't know how you can drink this stuff!"

"Well, there you go," cried the husband. "And you thought I was out enjoying myself every night!"


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