RIP Bob

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Subject: Bob
> >>
> >> Bob works hard at the office but spends
> >> two nights each week bowling and plays golf every Saturday.
> >>
> >> His wife thinks he's pushing himself too hard so for
> >> his birthday she takes him to a
> >> local strip club.
> >>
> >> The doorman at the club greets them and says 'Hey
> >> Bob! How ya doin?' His wife is puzzled and asks if
> >> he's been to this club
> >> before. 'Oh no' says Bob. 'He's in my
> >>
> > bowling league.
> >>
> >> When they are seated a waitress asks Bob if he'd like
> >> his usual and brings over a Budweiser.
> >>
> >> His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says
> >> 'How did sheknow that you drink Budweiser?' 'I
> >> recognize her she's the waitress from the golf club.
> >> I always have a Bud at the end of the 1st nine honey.'
> >>
> >> A stripper then comes over to their table throws her arms
> >> around Bob starts to rub herself all over him and says
> >> 'Hi Bobby. Want your usual table dance big boy?'
> >>
> >> Bob's wife now furious grabs her purse and storms out
> >> of the club. Bob follows and spots her getting into a cab.
> >>
> >> Before she can slam the door he jumps in beside her. Bob
> >> 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 4 letter word in the book.
> >>
> >> The cabby turns around and says 'Geez Bob you picked
> >> up a real bitch this time.'
> >>
> >> BOB's funeral will be on Friday.
> >>
> >>