Yesterday morning I bought two six packs of beer on sale at the Liquor Store.
I stopped at the service station where a drop-dead gorgeous, almost blonde was filling up her car at the next pump.
It was very warm and she was wearing tight shorts and a light top which was wide open.
She glanced at the beer, bent over and knocked on my passenger window.
With her bra-less breasts almost falling out her skimpy top she said, in a sexy voice,
“I'm a big believer in barter, old fella.
Would you be interested in trading sex for beer?"
I thought for a few seconds and asked,
"What kind of beer ya got?"
Either really thinks highly of himself or truly loves his beer!
What do you think?