Third marriage.
Two men shared a same table in a bar. Slowly they began to chat with each other.
One said, “I was married 3 times and I’ll never marry again. My first 2 wives died of eating poison mushrooms and my 3rd wife died of a fractured skull.”
“That’s a shame.” said his newly discovered partner, “How did it happen?”
“She wouldn’t eat the mushrooms.”
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