A wandering salesman comes to a Bar, pools a stool, sits at the counter and orders a double martini with Vodka up.
After gobbling up the drink he looks inside his upper pocket, mumbles, grimaces and orders another refill. He kept on doing it for a few orders of strong drinks.
To a bartender he looked like some love bird and asked him why he was looking in his pocket before ordering another drink.
Salesman replied, "That is my wife in my pocket. I look at her and ask honey, If I come home, would you let me do tonight please?" and until she says, "Yes my dear", I am going to keep on drinking. . |
