| A woman walks into a bar and orders two shots. She downs the first one and mumbles, "This is for the shame." Then, she downs the second one and mumbles, "This is for the glory." A short while later, the woman orders two more shots. Again, she downs the first one and mumbles, "This is for the shame." Then, she downs the second one and mumbles, "This is for the glory." Finally, the bartender leans over and asks, "Ma'am, I was just wondering... what's this about shame and glory?" "Well," she replies, "I like to do my housework in the nude. And, when I bent over to pick up the vacuum, my Rottweiler mounted me from behind." "That must be the shame," the bartender smirked. "No, that was the glory," replied the woman. "The shame was when we got locked together and he dragged me around the front yard for thirty minutes." |