Giant & 49er Fan
09-28-2009, 11:42 AM
An angry wife met her husband at the door. There was alcohol on his breath, a chewed cigar hanging from his mouth and lipstick on his collar. “I assume,” she snarled, “that there is a very good reason for you to come waltzing in here at six o’clock in the morning?”
“There is,” he replied. “Breakfast”.
“There is,” he replied. “Breakfast”.