A mouse was sitting in a bar having a drink when a beautiful giraffe
came in and sat down at the end of the bar. The mouse looked over at
her and ordered her a drink. Soon he had moved down beside her and
ordered her another drink. After a third round, the bartender looked
up and they were leaving the bar together.
The next day the mouse limped into the bar, barely crawled up on the
barstool and sat there gasping for air. His whiskers were bent and
broken, tail was crooked and patches of hair were falling out.
The bartender wandered over and asked, "How did it go last night?"
The mouse said, "Man, that was the best sex I ever had!"
The bartender smiled. "Well, you sure look the worse for wear!"
"No kidding," the mouse replied. "Between the kissing and the
foreplay, I must have run 10 miles!":hap2:
came in and sat down at the end of the bar. The mouse looked over at
her and ordered her a drink. Soon he had moved down beside her and
ordered her another drink. After a third round, the bartender looked
up and they were leaving the bar together.
The next day the mouse limped into the bar, barely crawled up on the
barstool and sat there gasping for air. His whiskers were bent and
broken, tail was crooked and patches of hair were falling out.
The bartender wandered over and asked, "How did it go last night?"
The mouse said, "Man, that was the best sex I ever had!"
The bartender smiled. "Well, you sure look the worse for wear!"
"No kidding," the mouse replied. "Between the kissing and the
foreplay, I must have run 10 miles!":hap2: