Dave had made it clear that he was getting his kid tattooed on his arm. I told him he should wait until Maury tells him he is the father, for sure, but that fell on deaf ears. Hey Dave. Hey. I got that tattoo. You wanna see it? Oh, you know I do. OK, but.
Topics: portrait, put your shirt on

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Every year, my wife and I go to South Africa, to visit her family. After the pharmaceuticals clear my system, (I need them to fly) I like to get started on my holiday drinking. I met Kerwin in a really shady shithole bar in Capetown, and we had an...
Topics: poorly executed, put your shirt on

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This guy used to drink in my bar. I don't know his real name--he had big nostrils, like Babe Ruth, so we called him 'Chunnel'. He was a lousy tipper. So, Chunnel, heard you got a new piece. Let's see it. (Proudly) OK, check it out....
Topics: put your shirt on

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What Sort Of Man Reads Playboy? --The man of discerning taste. He's his own man...a man of means who knows how to stand out in the crowd. He is the guy at the party who is mixing cocktails that are just right, ready to have a discussion about the...
Topics: corny cliches, Disembodied Animal Head

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Ahh Nadine... She brought out the worst in me for 6 mutually destructive months. Our relationship was fueled by rage, jealousy, vodka, and about 10 pounds of coke. We finally split up because she said I never listened to her or something. I always...
Topics: poorly executed, put your shirt on

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