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Date: Wed, 26 Nov 1997 08:41:48 +0100
From: Rune
Subject: Det er koldt derude

Hej Allesammen !

"DDD" . . . . . . . . fra Rune . . . . . . . . . . . hva' ska' ja' sig'
. . . . . . . . . smager godt !

A man was feeling very depressed and walked into a bar and ordered a
triple scotch. As the bartender poured the drink he remarked "That's
quite a heavy drink. What's wrong?"
After quickly downing his drink, the man replies "I got home and found
my wife in bed with my best friend."
"Wow" exclaimed the bartender, as he poured the man a second triple.
"No wonder you need a stiff drink. The second triple is on the house."
As the man downed his second drink, the bartender asks him "What did you
"I walked over to my wife" the man replies "looked her straight in the
eye and told her that we were through and to pack her stuff and get the
hell out."
"That makes sense." said the bartender, "but what about your best
The man replied, "I walked over to him, looked him right in the eye and
said 'BAD DOG!' "


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