Wednesday, November 15, 2006

I live with a homewrecker

Roommate: Tonight, we had happy hour at work. Total tab: $700 between 10 of us. So there’s a girl a work. She has the best little ass on her and she was wearing her drunky-pants tonight and was flirting with me all night long. If I could pick one woman, she would be the one. Like, the One.
Me: But yet, you have arrived home…alone. Why didn’t she come with you?
Roommate: There's a small issue...She got married in August.
Me: Yeah, that's a small issue
Roommate: When do you think she will want to start cheating?