A man walks into a bar and orders a glass of whiskey. He swallows it and looks in his shirt pocket.
He orders another glass of whiskey, swallows it, and looks into his small pocket. He orders a third shot and does the same. After the sixth shot, he asks the bartender for the bill, pays, and starts to walk out.
Curiosity gets the better of the bartender and he says to the guy, “Excuse me, but I noticed that every time you drank a shot, you kept looking into your pocket. I was wondering what’s in your pocket.”
The guy slurs, “Well, I have a picture of my wife in my pocket. I keep drinking until she starts to look good.”
Give Me Whisky.
There was this man who walked into a bar and says to the bartender 10 shots of whiskey.
The bartender asks, “What’s the matter?”
The man says, “I found out my brother is gay and marrying my best friend.”
The next day the same man comes in and orders 12 shots of whiskey.
The bartender asks, “What’s wrong this time?”
The man says, “I found out that my son is gay.”
The next day the same man comes into the bar and orders 15 shots of whiskey.
Then the bartender asks, “Doesn’t anyone in your family like women?”
The man looks up and says, “Apparently my wife does.”