Old guy I used to work for would say when I showed up hung over about four days out of five…”boy you look like somethin a wolf ate, and **** off a cliff”. and the guy in the next office would reply, every time…”what was her name?”
My Dad always told me..
"Son, if you want sympathy it's in the dictionary between ***** and syphilis."
anytime I left the house he would say...
"keep the wheels between the ditches and girls out of your britches."
Once told me about a girl I was dating....and he was right.
"if she had as many sticking out of her as shes had stuck in her she would look like a porcupine."
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