Women: The Aunties and a Joke

“The Aunties” is how my sisters and I collectively refer to our Mother’s three sisters (Peggy, Glenda, and Susie) and Mary Kay, who was at one time married to our Father’s youngest brother and whom we informed, when they got divorced, that we were not allowing out of the family; she would always be our Auntie. Glenda, whom I call Glenda Gail (because that is her middle name, and I like how it sounds) often forwards jokes she receives from another couple to several members of our family. This is one of the jokes she sent yesterday. I thought it was pretty funny, but emailed her that it was, in my humble opinion, titled incorrectly and should be called "Women are Brilliant, Creative and Witty by Nature."

"WOMEN ARE EVIL BY NATURE

A sexy woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub. She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his full beard. "Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands. "Actually, no," he replied. "Can you get him for me? I need to speak with him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair. "I'm afraid I can't" breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can do?" "Yes. I need you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lips and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. "What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say. "Tell him", she whispered, "there's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."