A wife and her husband were having a dinner party for all the
major status figures in Rome, Italy. The wife was very excited about this and
wanted everything to be perfect.
At the very last minute, she realized that she didn't have any snails for this
dinner party, so she asked her husband to run down to the beach with the bucket
she was handing him to gather some snails.
Very grudgingly he agreed.
He took the bucket, walked out the door, down the steps, and out to the beach.
As he was collecting the snails, he noticed a beautiful woman strolling
alongside the water just a little further down the beach. He kept thinking to
himself "Wouldn't it be great if she
would even just come down and talk to me." He went back to gathering the
snails.
All of a sudden he looked up, and the beautiful woman was standing right over
him. They got to talking, and she invited him back to her place. They were at
her apartment a ways down the beach, and they started messing around. It got so
hot and heavy, that he was exhausted afterwards and passed out there.
At seven o'clock the next morning he woke up and exclaimed, "Oh no - My
wife's dinner party!!!"
He gathered all his clothes, put them on real fast, grabbed his bucket, and ran
out the door. He ran down the beach all the way to his apartment. He ran up the
stairs of his apartment. He was in such a hurry that when he got to the top of
the stairs, he dropped the bucket of snails.
There were snails all down the stairs. The door opened just then, with a very
angry wife standing in the door way wondering where he's been all this time.
He looked at the snails on the steps, then he looked at her, then back at the
snails and said -
"Come on guys, we're almost there!"
