SOME GALS ARE ADDICTED!

I got this Redneck buddy Conway (he's not named after the city, he's named after the singer) that lives in Atlanta, Texas. He's a welder. But work has dried up around home, so he took a job welding steel on a new high rise hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada.

I called him on his Tracfone to check up on him and see how he's doing. Well, he's fine, but he told me the funniest story.

When his boss-man called "lunch break" yesterday he was parched for sure. He had brought some beanie-weenies in a can (you know the kind that has the little ring-pull-top so you don't need a can opener) for lunch, but he had forgot to bring something to drink.

Conway knew that there was a Coke machine right in front of the building next door to where he was welding framework, so he walked over there to the Coke machine. Well, right before he got to it a really tall, pretty, blonde-haired young lady stepped up to it.

So Conway figured he'd just stand there and enjoy the view. So this gal pulled out a dollar bill from her purse, put it in the machine, and punched the button for a "Diet Coke." Out plops the Diet Coke. This blonde gal sits the Diet Coke on the window ledge next to the Coke machine...pulls out another dollar bill from her purse, puts it in, and punches the button for a "Coke Classic." The regular Coke pops out...she sets it on the window ledge.

Then this chick pulls out another dollar from her purse, puts it in the machine, and backs off for a minute. Then she pushes the button for "Mountain Dew." The Mountain Dew plops out. She sets it on the window ledge. Then she pulls another dollar out of her purse, puts it in the Coke machine, and backs off for a good while. Then she pushes the button for "Dr. Pepper." The Dr. Pepper plops out, and she sets it with the other drinks.

Now Conway is really thirsty by now, and only has 30 minutes for lunch. So while this gal is fishing in her purse for another dollar bill, he asks her, "Excuse me ma'am, are you finished with this machine yet"?

She looked at him like he had half an ear and said, "Well Duh...I'm still winning here!"

That gal needs to call 1-800-toostupidtogamble.