A man feeling very depressed walked into a bar and ordered a triple scotch whiskey. As the bartender poured him the drink he remarked, “That’s quite a heavy drink. Is something wrong?”
After quickly downing his drink the man replied, “I got home and found my wife in bed with my best friend. “Wow”, exclaimed the bartender as he poured the man a second triple scotch, “No wonder you needed a stiff drink. This one’s on the house.”
As the man finished the second scotch, the bartender asked him, “So what did you do?” “I walked over to my wife”, the man replied, “looked her straight in the eye and told her that we were through. I told her to pack her stuff and to get the hell out.” “That makes sense”, said the bartender, “but what about your best friend?” “I walked over to him, looked him right in the eye and said ‘Bad dog!’”
