Papky

The newly weds were only married two weeks, when the husband said to the wife,

‘Honey, I’m going to Artie’s Tavern to have a beer, I’ll be right back’.
‘Where are you going, Coochy Coo?’ asked the wife.

‘I’m going to the bar, Pretty Face,’ he answered. ‘I’m going to have a beer.’
The wife said, ‘You want a beer, my love?’ She opened the door to the
refrigerator and showed him 25 different kinds of beer, brands from 12
different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.

The husband didn’t know what to do, and the only thing that he could think of
saying was, ‘Yes, Lollipop… But at the bar… You know…. they have frozen
glasses….’ He didn’t get to finish the sentence, because the wife interrupted
him by saying, ‘You want a frozen glass, Puppy Face?’  She took a huge
beer mug out of the freezer, so frozen that she was getting chills just holding it.

The husband, looking a bit pale, said, ‘Yes, Tootsie Roll, but at the bar they
have those hors-d’oeuvres that are really delicious… I won’t be long. I’ll be
right back. I promise. OK?’   ‘You want hors-d’oeuvres, Poochie Pooh?’
She opened the oven and took out 5 dishes of different hors-d’oeuvres:
chicken wings, pigs in blankets, mushroom caps, and little quiches.   ‘But

my sweet honey… At the bar…. You know there’s swearing, dirty words and all that….’

‘You want dirty words, Cutie Pie?  LISTEN UP, CHICKEN SHIT.  SIT YOUR

SORRY ASS DOWN, SHUT THE HELL UP, DRINK YOUR BEER IN YOUR FROZEN MUG, AND EAT

YOUR HORS D’OEUVRES RIGHT HERE BECAUSE YOU’RE FUCKIN’ MARRIED NOW AND YOUR

SORRY ASS IS SOOO NOT GOING TO ANY DAMNED BAR.  THAT SHIT IS OVER.

GOT IT, DUMB ASS?’

And they lived happily ever after. Isn’t that a sweet story?

MARRIED LIFE…………MAKES MY EYES TEAR UP.