After 20 years of marriage, Dave’s wife decides to do something wild for his birthday — she takes him to a strip club! She figures it’s harmless if she’s there with him, right?
As they walk in, the doorman greets them with a big smile: “Hey, Dave! How ya doin’?”
His wife’s eyes narrow. “You’ve been here before?”
Dave chuckles nervously. “Oh no, honey … he’s on my bowling team.”
They take a seat, and a waitress comes right over, carrying a glass of red wine.
“Here’s your usual, Dave.”
Now his wife is really suspicious. “And how does she know what you drink?”
Dave shrugs. “She’s in the Ladies’ Bowling League. We share lanes sometimes.”
Before his wife can process that, a stripper walks over, throws her arms around Dave, and purrs:
“Hi Davey! Want your usual table dance, big boy?”
That’s it. She is done.
She grabs her purse and storms out, heading straight for a cab.
Dave chases after her and hops in beside her before she can slam the door.
Desperately, he tries to explain. “Honey, I swear, she must have mistaken me for someone else!”
But she’s not having it. She’s screaming at him, calling him every name under the sun.
That’s when the cab driver turns around and says: “Dang, Dave looks like you picked up a real witch tonight.”
Moral of the story: Maybe just stick to dinner and cake for birthdays.