The Situation. Three men, all seniors, in a Southern City, with six hours to kill.
The Solution. Bass Pro Shop.
One man’s wife calls him on his cell phone. Conversation goes much like this.
Man, “Hello honey” (Caller I.D.)
Wife, “Where are you? What are you doing?”
Man, “We are waiting on the client, have some time to kill, so we are walking around a Bass Pro Shop.”
Wife, “You are in a Bass Pro Shop with OUR credit card!”
Man, “We drove by three titty bars on the way here. It was Bass Pro Shop or one of them.”
Wife, “The titty bars would be a lot cheaper than you loose in a Bass Pro Shop!”
Yeah, age has caught up with us.
10 comments:
ROTF...
A lot cheaper at a titty bar than at Bass Pro Shop...
Haven't been in a titty bar in thirty years. Cabela's with a credit card? No comment.
That was us after he told us her remark.
Haven't been to either a titty bar or Bass Pro Shop in ages. Our credit card is most at risk when I am on Amazon, or maybe Whataburger.....
Easy to get carried away on Amazon. I only use a prepayed card there.
During 60’s and 70’s I ran a Coco Cola rout around the Atlanta area. Most days I would finish the rout and be back at the bottling company between three and four in the afternoon. A few of us would head down to 10th Street and Peachtree Street (Atlanta’s answer to Haight Ashbury) to the titty bars for a beer or 5. We had a couple of hours to kill before we headed home to do all the adult stuff. After a while, though, the titties were mostly ignored and we just talked. But we did spend less money there than we would have at Bass Pro Shop.
I'm not much of a fan of spectator sports. Participation is more satisfying.
I'd rather go to Cabela's with YOUR credit card. The same would be true with a titty bar...or Costco, or Whataburger, or the Fried Pie store near LSP's house in Hillsboro, TX., or ANY gun store anywhere.
So solly, esteem not stretch that far.
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