1FEB08. Friday. What a horrible day outside. Wind is blowing the Rain unders the door. Puddles of mud and water are everywhere - Inside. And, of course it's cold. Still. Was able to talk with the wife and the rest is easy. Man, are we working our asses off. Sleep is certainly a commodity here. Oh, my bride sent me the below funny. Thought you'd like it. Will update when I can. Doug
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Women Are Evil By Nature...
A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, no," he replied.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes. I need you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered, "There's no toilet paper, handsoap, or paper towels in the ladies room."
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