Weather: Forecast looks great for the next 2 days
Trail Conditions: A few mud holes, lots of mosquitos
I got to bed about 4:30am and at 9:00am I was awakened by 2 of my grand kids. My daughter came up from Illinois and surprised us this morning. That’s about as good as it gets. So my next week is going to be filled for the most part. If I miss a day or two of doing a report I hope you understand. I’m sure them 2 little shits are going to keep me busy.
A new guy in town walks into a bar and notices a large jar
filled to the brim with $10 bills. The man approaches the bartender and asks,
“What’s up with the jar?”
“Well, you pay $10, and if you
pass three tests, then you get all the money.”
“What are the three tests?”
asks the man
“Gotta pay first.”
So the guy gives him the $10
bucks, and the bartender adds it to the jar.
“OK, here’s what you have to
do. First, you have to drink that whole bottle of pepper tequila — the WHOLE thing
at once — and you can’t make a face while doing it. Second, there’s a pit bull
chained up out back with a sore tooth. You have to remove the tooth with your bare
hands. Third, there is a 90-year-old woman upstairs who’s never had an orgasm in her
life. You gotta make things right for her.”
“Well, I know I’ve paid my $10
bucks,” says the man, “but I’m not an idiot. No wonder you’ve collected so much
money — that’s impossible!”
The new guy proceeds to drink
several whiskeys, and eventually, he gets up his nerve.
“Wherez zat teeqeelah?” he slurs.
He
grabs the bottle of pepper tequila with both hands and downs it, gulp by gulp. Tears
are streaming down his cheeks, but he doesn’t make a face. Next, he staggers out
back. Everyone in the bar hears a huge scuffle outside — barking, yelping and
growling, then silence.
Just when they think the man
must be dead, he staggers back into the bar with his shirt ripped and gashes across
his body.
“NOW,” he says, “wherez at ol’ lady with the sore
tooth?”
