"Bill and Bob met at the club for their weekly golf game..." joke
Bill and Bob met at the club for their weekly golf game.And for the third week in a row, it was raining too hard to play.Bill: Well, Bob, what do you want to do now? Bob: Darts? Bill: Nah.Bob: Shoot some pool? Bill: Nah.Bob: Cards? Bill: Nah. Hey, I've got an idea. We can go over to my house andfool around with my wife.Bob: Whadaya mean? Bill: Just what I said. We'll go to my house and we can fool aroundwith my wife.Bob: What about me? Bill: She's a sport. She won't mind at all.Bob: Well... if you think it's okay...Bill: Sure. C'mon, let's go! at Bill's houseBill: Honey, I'm home. Honey. Sweetheart! Damn! She must have goneshopping. Tell ya what, Bob. Let's go to your house!
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