I was in the Texas Rose last night at the bar waiting for a beer, when a real-ugly toothless big old gal came up behind me, and slapped me on the rear.
She said, “Hey sweet thang, how about giving me your number.”
I looked at her and said, ”Do you have a pen?”
She said, “I sure do."
I said, “ Well, you better get back in it before the farmer notices you’re missing.”
My dental surgery is on Monday.
She said, “Hey sweet thang, how about giving me your number.”
I looked at her and said, ”Do you have a pen?”
She said, “I sure do."
I said, “ Well, you better get back in it before the farmer notices you’re missing.”
My dental surgery is on Monday.