Bottle of Wine

A woman and a man are involved in a car accident on a snowy, cold Monday morning; it's a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished, but amazingly, neither of them is hurt. (God works in mysterious ways.)

After they crawl out from their cars, the man starts yelling about women drivers.

The woman says, 'So, you're a man. That's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, but just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but we're unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should be friends and live in peace for the rest of our days.'

Flattered, the man replies, 'Oh yes, I agree completely, this must be a sign from God! But you're still at fault...women shouldn't be allowed to drive!'

The woman continues, 'And look at this, here's another miracle. My car is completely demolished, but this bottle of wine I was bringing to a friend didn't break. Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune.' She hands the
bottle to the man.

The man nods his head in agreement, opens it, drinks half the bottle, and then hands it back to the woman.

The woman takes the bottle, puts the cap back on (evidently an inexpensive wine - no cork), and hands it back to the man.

The man asks, 'Aren't you having any?'

The woman replies, 'No. I think I'll just wait for the police...'

MORAL OF THE STORY:
Women are clever, evil bitches.
Don't mess with them.


I'm happier than a pig in s__t...a foot on the sand...and a Belikin in my hand!