The last time I had a girls’ night out my car was broken into. Good times, good times.
Below is a funny email a friend of mine sent me – the same friend, incidentally, that I was with the night my car window was busted and my stereo stolen.
I wish our night had been more like this…..
Two women friends had gone for a girls’ night out. Both were very faithful and loving wives, but that didn’t stop them from being a little over-enthusiastic with the Bacardi Breezers.
Incredibly drunk and walking home they needed to pee, so they stopped in the cemetery.
One of them had nothing to wipe with so she decided to take off her panties and use them. Her friend however was wearing a rather expensive pair of panties and did not want to ruin them. She was lucky enough to squat down next to a grave that had a wreath with a ribbon on it, and proceeded to wipe with that.
After the girls did their business, they continued their walk home.
The next day, the husband of one of the women was concerned that his normally sweet and innocent wife was still in bed with a hangover, so he phoned the other husband and said, “These girl nights have got to stop! I’m starting to suspect the worst. My wife wasn’t’ wearing any panties when she came home last night!!”
“That’s nothing,” said the other husband, “My wife came back with a card stuck to her butt that said…… ‘From all of us at the Fire Station. We’ll never forget you.’”
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