Bill works hard and spends most evenings bowling or playing basketball at the gym. His wife thinks he is pushing himself too hard, so for his birthday she takes him to a local strip club.
The doorman at the club greets them and says, "Hey, Bill! How ya doin?"
His wife is puzzled and asks if he's been to this club before.
"Oh no," says Bill. "He's on my bowling team."
When they are seated, a waitress asks Bill if he'd like his usual and brings over a Budweiser.
His wife is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, "How did she know that you drink Budweiser?"
"She's in the Ladies Bowling League, honey. We share lanes with them."
A stripper comes over to their table, throws her arms around Bill, starts to rub herself all over him and says "Hi Billy. Want your usual table dance, big boy?"
Bill's wife, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club. Bill follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her and tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else.
But Bill’s wife is having none of it. She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every four letter word in the book.
The cabby turns around and says, "Geez Bill, you picked up a real bitch this time."
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