My Luck

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After 25 years in the liquor business, Tom quits, buys 50 acres in remote Alaska, and lives in total peace - no visitors for six months.

One day, there’s a knock. A huge bearded man says, “Name’s Lars, your neighbor from 40 miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday at 5. You should come.”

“Sounds great,” says Tom.

Lars starts to leave, then adds, “Gonna be some drinkin’.”
“No problem - I can handle that.”

“Probably some fightin’, too.”
“I get along with folks - I’ll be fine.”

“Maybe some wild sex, too.”
“Even better!” Tom grins. “What should I wear?”

Lars shrugs. “Don’t matter… just gonna be the two of us.”
 
I am NOT making this up!

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Who’s in charge of approving these things???

(Edit: I posted this, and then took a phone call. Came back to find it, but couldn't...so I "double posted" to the "Stop in For Coffee" thread, as that's where I thought I had initially posted it! Sucks getting old!)
 
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I am NOT making this up!

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Who’s in charge of approving these things???

(Edit: I posted this, and then took a phone call. Came back to find it, but couldn't...so I "double posted" to the "Stop in For Coffee" thread, as that's where I thought I had initially posted it! Sucks getting old!)
I bet Tim bent over for that!:rofl:
 

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