02-08-2007, 09:24 AM
Lou sat at the bar furiously pounding down shots of whiskey.
His best friend, Jim, spotted him and said, "Lou, what's going on? Are you okay? I've known you for fifteen years and I've never seen you drink like this before."
Staring at his next filled shot glass, Lou replied, "My wife just ran off with my best friend." He then tossed that drink down, too.
"But, I thought that I was your best friend?" said Jim.
Lou looked at Jim through bloodshot eyes, smiled, and slurred, "Not anymore. He is!"
His best friend, Jim, spotted him and said, "Lou, what's going on? Are you okay? I've known you for fifteen years and I've never seen you drink like this before."
Staring at his next filled shot glass, Lou replied, "My wife just ran off with my best friend." He then tossed that drink down, too.
"But, I thought that I was your best friend?" said Jim.
Lou looked at Jim through bloodshot eyes, smiled, and slurred, "Not anymore. He is!"