lono
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So after the game tonight, I'm dead ass tired and I go to the hotel bar for a cold one and some takeout.
There are four people in the bar besides me: a young couple in their 20s, a woman about 30 and a guy we'll call Vinnie from Long Island.
Vinnie's trying to chat up the woman. Hard. He's working it. She's not interested.
She thinks she's cut him off at the knees when she says she's married and her husband is serving in Iraq.
Vinnie asks if they have kids.
"No," she says.
Whereupon Vinnie launches into a long story about how he and his wife had to go the artificial insemination route.
"Yeah, they stuck five eggs in her and one took," Vinnie says.
The woman says nothing.
"Yeah, we had to go that route because she got a really bad case of gonorrhea when she was 17 and it basically destroyed her fallopian tubes."
Woman leaves.
Thank you for playing, Vinnie. As your consolation prize, your wife wins an "I'm With Dicksnort" t-shirt in her choice of colors.
There are four people in the bar besides me: a young couple in their 20s, a woman about 30 and a guy we'll call Vinnie from Long Island.
Vinnie's trying to chat up the woman. Hard. He's working it. She's not interested.
She thinks she's cut him off at the knees when she says she's married and her husband is serving in Iraq.
Vinnie asks if they have kids.
"No," she says.
Whereupon Vinnie launches into a long story about how he and his wife had to go the artificial insemination route.
"Yeah, they stuck five eggs in her and one took," Vinnie says.
The woman says nothing.
"Yeah, we had to go that route because she got a really bad case of gonorrhea when she was 17 and it basically destroyed her fallopian tubes."
Woman leaves.
Thank you for playing, Vinnie. As your consolation prize, your wife wins an "I'm With Dicksnort" t-shirt in her choice of colors.
