Joe’s gonna get a whoopin’. You’re in for it next.
Oh, this oughta be good. I hope it’s part one of a series.
Just in case you’re not thrilled.
Joe will say, “I’m on your side, Bill.. but even I don’t believe that story”!
He’s first, you’re next.
He’s heard that old song by The Who 1971….My Wife. “Give me a bodyguard. A black belt Judo expert with a machine gun!” Murdered in cold blood is what you’re gonna be…..you should be running.
Him: You’re not going to believe this. I got picked up by a couple of supermodels after winning the karaoke contest at the local pub. Then we went to another bar where I hooked up with a couple of 21-year-old cheerleaders from the local college. All of us danced all night until the place closed. We then went to the casino where I won $5,000 playing blackjack. Then we all went back to one of the women’s houses and fooled around until dawn.
Her: Go to bed you fool; you’re still drunk.
The body guard probably should be between the two of them.
She can probably take him.
They’re both going down.
Her: “Where have you been my whole life?”
Other Her: “I was going to ask you the same thing.”
True story, because it’s mine.
just smack him upside the head! Like with a rolling pin. Joe’s there just to guard the body. He didn’t get paid enough to guard the head too.
You’re gonna need a bigger bodyguard….
Joe isn’t gonna stop me from pounding you to the ground…
But where is his bodyguard???
It must be an exciting story that she isn’t going to like.
Wife: Joe can stay….you leave!
“…. you can kill him too.”
Joe doesn’t live here, and I’ve got time
Before this is over, they’ll both need more than a bodyguard.
David Waisglass and Gordon Coulthart