by wozearly » Thu Apr 13, 2017 2:07 am
A Sheriff and a Jailor walk into a bar.
The Sheriff points to a guy muttering to himself at a side table. "That Transporter's a dick."
"Oh, why's that?" asks the Jailor.
"Just watch. Barkeep, a pint of your finest please. Keep the change."
"Certainly, Mr Sheriff." says the bartender, pouring a cold beer into a fresh glass. He skims the froth from the top and places it in front of the Transporter. "Your beer, sir."
The Sheriff sighs. "Same damn thing happens every night."
"No way."
"Oh, it gets worse. You see, after I've spent all night here sober at my own expense, I'll go home with a bunch of flowers for the missus. She'll give me this big romantic look and get changed into something skimpy, then she'll go over to his house and roleblock him. That's why he's looking so happy."
"Dude," says the Jailor, "that's terrible."
"You think that's terrible? You know the Investigator from number 13, right? He came over a couple of nights ago and spent the whole evening hitting on me, thinking I was an Escort."
The Jailor looks mortified. "I can't believe you've been putting up with this. Let me jail him tonight and have a word."
"Nah, that's okay," says the Sheriff with a mischevous smile. "I've got it all in hand...this morning I lynched the Jester."