Recently I was in Orange Beach, by gawd, Alabama on a fishing trip. After a nice and productive day of offshore fishing we decided to go to a nice restaurant for dinner, seafood of course. It was a fancy place complete with table clothes and starched napkins. Over to right of us were several tables pushed to together for what looked like a bachelorette party. There were about 30 or so pretty women in their early twenties sitting at the tables.
Before the food arrived I needed to go to the bathroom. As I was walking back I realized one of my table mates was behind me. The shortest route from the facilities to our table was by this bevy of beautiful southern belles. Continue reading “Reverend Joe wipes out a waiter”