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A couple had only been married for two weeks. The husband, although very
>much in love, couldn't wait to go out on the town and party with his old
>buddies.
>
>So, he said to his new wife, "Honey, I'll be right back."
>
>Where are you going, Coochy Coo?" asked the wife.
>
>"I'm going to the bar, Pretty Face. I'm going to have a beer."
>
>The wife said, "You want a beer, my love?" She opened the door to the
>refr igerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer, brands from 12
>different
>countries:
>Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.
>
>The husband didn't know what to do, and the only thing that he could
>think of saying was, "Yes, Lollipop.... but at the bar...you know...
>they have frozen glasses... " He didn't get to finish the sentence,
>because His wife interrupted him by saying, "You want a frozen glass,
>Puppy Face?" She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that
>she was getting chills just holding it.
>
>The husband, looking a bit pale, said, "Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the
>bar they have those hors d'oeuvres that are really delicious...I won't
>be long. I'll be right back. I promise...OK?"
>
>"You want hors d'oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?" She opened the oven and took
>out 5 dishes of different hors d'oeuvres: chicken wings, pigs in
>blankets, mushroom caps, and pork strips.
>
>"But my sweet honey...at the bar....you know, there's swearing, dirty
>words and all that..."
>
>"You want dirty words, Cutie Pie? "LISTEN UP DICKHEAD! SIT DOWN, SHUT
>THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR DAMN BEER IN YOUR DAMN FROZEN MUG AND EAT YOUR
>FRICKING HORS D'OEUVRES BECAUSE YOUR MARRIED ASS ISN'T GOING TO A
>FRICKING BAR! THAT SHIT IS OVER...GOT IT, ASSHOLE?"
>
>
>....and, they lived happily ever after.
>
>Isn't that a sweet story?
>much in love, couldn't wait to go out on the town and party with his old
>buddies.
>
>So, he said to his new wife, "Honey, I'll be right back."
>
>Where are you going, Coochy Coo?" asked the wife.
>
>"I'm going to the bar, Pretty Face. I'm going to have a beer."
>
>The wife said, "You want a beer, my love?" She opened the door to the
>refr igerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer, brands from 12
>different
>countries:
>Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.
>
>The husband didn't know what to do, and the only thing that he could
>think of saying was, "Yes, Lollipop.... but at the bar...you know...
>they have frozen glasses... " He didn't get to finish the sentence,
>because His wife interrupted him by saying, "You want a frozen glass,
>Puppy Face?" She took a huge beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that
>she was getting chills just holding it.
>
>The husband, looking a bit pale, said, "Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the
>bar they have those hors d'oeuvres that are really delicious...I won't
>be long. I'll be right back. I promise...OK?"
>
>"You want hors d'oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?" She opened the oven and took
>out 5 dishes of different hors d'oeuvres: chicken wings, pigs in
>blankets, mushroom caps, and pork strips.
>
>"But my sweet honey...at the bar....you know, there's swearing, dirty
>words and all that..."
>
>"You want dirty words, Cutie Pie? "LISTEN UP DICKHEAD! SIT DOWN, SHUT
>THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR DAMN BEER IN YOUR DAMN FROZEN MUG AND EAT YOUR
>FRICKING HORS D'OEUVRES BECAUSE YOUR MARRIED ASS ISN'T GOING TO A
>FRICKING BAR! THAT SHIT IS OVER...GOT IT, ASSHOLE?"
>
>
>....and, they lived happily ever after.
>
>Isn't that a sweet story?
