It was late afternoon in a small Nevada town and Joe, the
owner of the local beer parlor, was lazily polishing his
glassware when his friend Mike, obviously agitated, came
running in.
"Joe," he shouted, "get over to your house quick. I just
stopped off to see if you were home and I heard a man's voice
in your bedroom. So I looked in the window and there - well,
I hate to tell you, but your wife is in bed with another
man."
"Is that so," Joe replied calmly. "What does this guy look
like?"
"Oh, I don't know - he's tall and completely bald."
"And did he have a thick red mustache?"
"Right, right!" Mike yelled.
"And did you notice if he had a gold front tooth?"
"Dammit, man, you're right!"
Pouring his friend a beer, Joe remarked philosophically,
"Must be that jackass Cal Thompson - he'll nail anything."
(from Joey19)
     
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