tom wrote:
> I raise my Pabst to the PDML!
I happier outcome than this one.
The snails
A couple were having a fancy dinner party at their oceanfront apartment
in Italy. The wife was very excited about this event and wanted
everything to be perfect. As the guests' arrival approached, she got the
idea of serving escargot, which were native but not in the kitchen. So
she asked her husband to run down to the beach to get some.
He agreed. He took a bucket, walked out the door, down the stairs and
out to the beach. As he was collecting the snails, he noticed a
beautiful woman strolling at the water's edge nearby. Thinking to
himself, "Wouldn't it be great if she would just come down and talk to
me," he went back to gathering the snails.
All of a sudden he looked up, and there was the beautiful woman. They
talked. She invited him to her apartment down the beach. He accepted.
Eventually, after extensive acts of the passionate sort, he was
exhausted and passed out.
The next morning he woke up and exclaimed, "Oh no!!! The dinner
party!!!" He dressed in a panic, grabbed his bucket, and ran out the
door, down the beach, and up the apartment building stairs.
He was in such a hurry that he tripped and fell on the stairs, loudly
dropping the bucket of snails. Snails were strewn up and down the
stairs. A very angry wife opened the door at this moment and sternly
took in the scene. The prostrate, disheveled husband surveyed the snails
on the steps, looked back at his wife, then back at the snails and said:
"Come on guys, we're almost there!"
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