Women Are Evil
A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...
She gestured alluringly to the barman who approached her immediately.
She seductively indicated that he should bring his face closer to hers.
As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands..
"Actually, no," he replied.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her
Hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the barman. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes.. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her
Forefinger across the barman's lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth
And allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the barman managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered,
"There's no toilet paper, or paper towels in the ladies room."
