A salesman knocks on a door. An eight year old kid answers the door wearing boxers while clutching a cigar in his teeth, with a martini in one hand and a Playboy magazine in the other. Taken aback, the salesman asks, “Are your parents home?” The kid replies, “What the hell do you think?”
Went to Frickers with a bunch of friends Saturday night. Everyone bitched about the lighting & the size of font on the menu. The prices were even smaller than that. Lets just say the waitress had heard it before........ about a million times!
My old neighbor had lots of good Nam stories. Some he probably did not remember too well, some maybe I don't remember too well. One of them was a tank stuck in the mud. I guess a tow-tank was not enough, so maybe some explosives would do the trick. I guess it worked... They did not have to get the tank out of the mud.