Jul 10, 2011

The Drunkard

A man, obviously already drunk, walked into yet another bar. This time, he entered a bar frequented by bikers and the town's bullies. He sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. Looking around, he saw three men sitting at a corner table. He got up, staggered to their table, leaned over, looked the biggest, meanest biker in the face and said: "Hey, Boy, I went by your grandma's house today, and I saw her in the hallway buck naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!"

The biker looked at him and didn't say a word. His buddies couldn't believe what they were seeing because the fellow was one really bad biker with a very short fuse who would fight at the drop of a hat, and beat anyone to a pulp at the slightest provocation.

The drunk leaned on the table again and said: 'I got it on with your grandma. And man! she is good, the best I ever had!'

The biker's buddies started to get really antsy but even more incredulous since their pal just sat and said nothing.

The drunk leaned on the table one more time and said, 'I'll tell you something else, Boy, your grandma liked it!'

At this point, the biker finally stood up, took the drunk by the shoulders, looked him square in the eye, and said: "Grandpa, go home!"

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