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I like it, particularly the ending. Thanks for the smile.
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A dog limps into a bar in the old west. He’s got a bandage on his left front foot. He jumps up on a barstool, looks around slowly at everyone and finally says, “I’m lookin’ for the man who shot my paw.”
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Feel free to use:
A well dressed gentleman was sitting at a bar, and a stunning woman sits down next to him. She says, I have a proposition for you. He says, okay. She continues, I will do anything you ask for six hundred dollars. But there's a catch, you have to describe it in three words. He says, anything? She says yes, anything. He says okay. We have a deal. So, she asks, what do you want? He says again, six hundred dollars? She says that's the deal. So he says "paint my house."
Be here all week.
GWM
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If you can sit quietly after difficult news; if in financial downturns you remain perfectly calm; if you can see your neighbors travel to fantastic places without a twinge of jealousy; if you can happily eat whatever is put on your plate; you can fall asleep after a day of running around without a drink or a pill; if you can always find contentment just where you are: you are probably a dog.
~Jack Kornfield
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This guy in a bar notices a woman, always alone, who comes in on a fairly regular basis. After the second week, he made his move.
"No thank you," she said politely. "This may sound rather odd in this day and age, but I'm keeping myself pure until I meet the man I love."
"That must be rather difficult," the man replied.
"Oh, I don't mind too much," she said. "But, it has my husband pretty upset."
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Oh no!
So true.
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D-O-G is GOD spelled backwards.
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^ was that intended to be "insightful", or "inciteful"?
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Yes it was.
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