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03-25-2013, 09:03 PM | #1 |
difetosso
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barbershop
John and Bill somehow ended up at
the same barbershop. As they sat there, each being worked on by a different barber, not a word was spoken. The barbers were even afraid to start a conversation, for fear it would turn to politics. As the barbers finished their shaves, the one who had Bill in his chair reached for the aftershave. Bill was quick to stop him saying, 'No thanks, my wife Michelle will smell that and think I've been in a whorehouse.' The second barber turned to John and said, 'How about you?' John replied, 'Go ahead, my wife doesn't know what the inside of a whorehouse smells like.'
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