A man was feeling very depressed and walked into a pub and ordered a
triple scotch. As the barman poured him the drink he remarked "That's
quite a heavy drink. What's wrong?"
After quickly downing his drink, the
man replied "I got home and found my wife having sex with my best friend."
"Oh!" exclaimed the barman, as he poured the man a second triple scotch.
"No wonder you needed a stiff drink. The second triple is on the house."
As the man downed his second triple scotch, the barman asked him "What did
you do?" "I walked over to my wife," the man replied, "looked her straight
in the eye and told her that we were through and to pack her stuff and to
get the hell out".
"That makes sense," said the barman, "but what about your
best friend?" The man replied, "I walked over to him, looked him right in the
eye and said....`BAD DOG!'"
triple scotch. As the barman poured him the drink he remarked "That's
quite a heavy drink. What's wrong?"
After quickly downing his drink, the
man replied "I got home and found my wife having sex with my best friend."
"Oh!" exclaimed the barman, as he poured the man a second triple scotch.
"No wonder you needed a stiff drink. The second triple is on the house."
As the man downed his second triple scotch, the barman asked him "What did
you do?" "I walked over to my wife," the man replied, "looked her straight
in the eye and told her that we were through and to pack her stuff and to
get the hell out".
"That makes sense," said the barman, "but what about your
best friend?" The man replied, "I walked over to him, looked him right in the
eye and said....`BAD DOG!'"