Women Are Evil By Nature...
A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...
She gestured alluringly to the bartender who
approached her immediately.
She seductively signalled that he should bring his face
closer to hers.As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face
with both hands.Actually, no," he replied.
Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said,
running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued,
running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly
popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing
him to suck themgently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered,
"There's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room.