Yeah, she did. Really. And no, I don't have a 3yr old daughter.
Went bowling tonight at one of these new-fangled modern bowling alleys where they serve you liquor and food at your lanes. They've got couches instead of the typical chairs, etc. Kind of a trendy little place. This was a company outing, mind you. It was employees and then a few clients/partners that we invited.
The wife of one of my clients had a few drinks while she was bowling. She was a terrible bowler, but that didn't really matter. She managed to get a strike and got so excited that she ran and dove halfway down the lane.
Skip forward about 20 minutes. She got another strike, in the 10th frame of the last game. She picked up her ball to go again, swung it backwards and lost hold of it. It only went a few feet, but was damn funny. She started laughing. And kept laughing. And laughing. All of the sudden, she starts dancing around and goes, "Oh my god, I have to pee!!!", soon followed by a "I just peed myself!". Classic. Not to be outdone, she comes back from the bathroom a few minutes later with a wad of toilet paper in between her legs, on the outside of her pants. Brilliant.
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