The True Story: To Dewsh Or Not To Dewsh

May 03, 2004 23:28

So this guy goes to this bar at some fancy hotel. goes in, sits down, and asks the bar keep for a stiff drink. the bartender bring him his drink. the gentalmen next to him quietly asks, "do you know the date sir." the man answers with, "it is may the third." the gentalmen looks at the man with such excitment that he tells the man, "every year on this exact date the is a supernatual draft, if you jump off the side of the building it blows you right back up." the amn kinda looks him like he is crazy but with a feeling of wanting to know. the gentalmen says,"i will buy your drink and give you this hundred dollar bill if i am lying." the gentamen hands him the bill. the man agress with dealand fallow s the gentalmen up to the 36th floor. the gentalmen steps up to the east side of the building. looks at the man and then swandives does a lil flip and then is blown right back up to the roof landing with a loud *BOOPH!!* the man looks at him witha grin for ear to ear. he hands the gentamen his $100 bill and takes a running start and a leap. down he feel waitning for the gust to blow him up to the roof. BANG!!! SPLAT!!! DAG!!! in a mangled mess, the gentalmen looks over grins and goes back down to the bar, sits down takes a drink. the bartender walks ovver to the gentalmen with a swift and blod reply. " Superman you are such a Dick when you are drunk."

i wish i was the man that fell to his end with out knowing was going to be over. he was a lucky man.
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