A man goes to the Super Bowl but his tickets are for the upper tier. He spots an open seat on the 50-yard line and grabs it.
The guy sitting next to him says, “Actually, this seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we haven’t been to together since we got married in 1967.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” says the first man. “Couldn’t you find a friend or relative to come with you?”
“Nope,” replies the second guy. “Everyone’s at the funeral.”
Hahaha, wouldn't leave the Super Bowl for anything, eh? Why did she have to choose to die during Super Bowl season, party pooper! :D
ReplyDeleteJust like a guy ... LOL!
ReplyDeleteHA..your so right, Nick!! J/K..
ReplyDeleteYou know, somewhere in the US is a guy who's actually said those words. I'm sure of it.
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