Guillermo
member
Hey Red,
I was making a reference to an old joke.
A guy from Texas moves to Alaska and he goes to the only bar in town. The bartender told "Tex" he could not drink there because he was not an Eskimo, but there is a way to become an Eskimo. What is it, inquired Tex. Well first you have to drink a gallon of red eye whiskey in one drink, then you must wrestle a polar bear, then you must “have relations” with that Eskimo woman at the end of the bar. No problem exclaims Tex. He picks up the gallon jug and downs the whiskey. He spits and curses, kicks the door and away he goes. Days go by and no word from Tex, suddenly the door bolts open and in staggers Tex all cut up and bleeding. Now where is the Eskimo woman I was supposed to wrestle?
I was making a reference to an old joke.
A guy from Texas moves to Alaska and he goes to the only bar in town. The bartender told "Tex" he could not drink there because he was not an Eskimo, but there is a way to become an Eskimo. What is it, inquired Tex. Well first you have to drink a gallon of red eye whiskey in one drink, then you must wrestle a polar bear, then you must “have relations” with that Eskimo woman at the end of the bar. No problem exclaims Tex. He picks up the gallon jug and downs the whiskey. He spits and curses, kicks the door and away he goes. Days go by and no word from Tex, suddenly the door bolts open and in staggers Tex all cut up and bleeding. Now where is the Eskimo woman I was supposed to wrestle?