A wife decides to take her husband to a
stripclub for his birthday.
They arrive at the club and the doorman says,
“Hey, Dave! How ya doin’?”
His wife is puzzled and asks if he’s been to
this club before. “Oh, no,” says Dave. “He’s on my bowling
team.”
When they are seated, a waitress asks Dave if
he’d like his usual and brings over a
Budweiser.
His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says,”How did she know
that you drink Budweiser?”
“She’s in the Ladies’ Bowling League, honey.
We share lanes with them.”
A stripper then comes over to their table,
throws her arms around Dave, and says “Hi Davey. Want your usual table dance, big boy?”
Dave’s wife, now furious, grabs her purse and
storms out of the club.
Dave follows and spots her getting into a cab.
Before she can slam the door, he jumps in
beside her. He tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for
someone else, but his wife is having none of
it.
She is screaming at him at the top of her
lungs, calling him every name in the book.
The cabby turns his head and says, “Looks like you picked up a real bitch tonight, Dave. Dave’s funeral is in 3 days time
Joke: Poor Dave
