Don’t Mess with a Guinness Drinker

A BLOKE goes into a pub, and the barmaid asks what he wants.

“I want to bury my face in your cleavage and lick the sweat from between your tits,” he says.

“You dirty bastard!” shouts the barmaid. “Get out before I get my husband.”

The bloke apologises and promises not to repeat his gaffe. The barmaid accepts this and asks him again what he wants.

“I want to pull your pants down, spread yoghurt between the cheeks of your arse and lick it all off.”

“You dirty filthy pervert!” she yells. “You’re banned. Get out!”

Again, the bloke apologises and swears never ever to do it again.

“One more chance,” says the barmaid. “Now, what do you want?”

“I want to turn you upside down, tear your knickers off and fill your pussy with Guinness, and then drink every last drop from the hairy cup.”

The barmaid is furious at this personal intrusion and runs upstairs to fetch her husband who’s sitting quietly watching the TV.

“What’s up love?” he asks.

“There’s a bloke in the bar who wants to put his head between my tits and lick the sweat off,” she says.

“I’ll kill him. Where is he?” storms the husband.

“Then he said he wanted to pour yoghurt down between my arse cheeks and lick it off,” she screams.

“Right. He’s dead!” says the husband, reaching for a baseball bat.

“Then he said he wanted to turn me upside down, fill my fanny with Guinness and then drink it all,” she cries.

The husband puts down his bat, returns to his armchair and switches the TV back on.

“Aren’t you going to do something about it?” she cries hysterically.

“Look, love, I’m not messing with any bloke who can drink 15 pints of Guinness.”

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