A fellow came into a bar and ordered a martini. Before drinking it, he removed the olive and carefully put it into a glass jar. Then he ordered another martini and did the same thing. After an hour, when he was full of martinis and the jar was full of olives, he staggered out.
"Well," said a customer, "I never saw anything as peculiar as that!"
"What's so peculiar about it?" the bartender said. "His wife sent him out for a jar of olives."
Ahhh! Martinis, the only drink that reduced me (literally) to my hands and knees.
pmorin
Loc: Huntington Beach, Palm Springs
kpsk_sony wrote:
Ahhh! Martinis, the only drink that reduced me (literally) to my hands and knees.
We always went by the adage “ Martini’s are like breasts, 1 is not enough and 3 is too many”
I remember a drunk explaining his problem. He did not like drinking martinis but he had an addiction to olives!
Well, he'll be obedient and come home with olives. : )
diclam
Loc: Red Lake Falls, MN
And the wife asks: How much did the jar of olives cost, Honey?
Yep, I can see that. She did what some olives!
BBurns
Loc: South Bay, California
One drink. She can feel it.
Two drinks. Anybody can!
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