It was years ago on a typical Thursday night when around 9:00 my friend Pete got a call from his wife on his cell phone.  Like most of us do, he looked at his phone, saw who was calling, excused himself and ran to go find some place quiet in the bar to answer.  (I don’t care who you are, you never want it to sound like you’re having too much fun – so get as far away from loud music and all female voices as you can before answering that phone.  This makes it that much easier to use your ‘I wish I was home’ voice and throw out the, “another long dragged out night with a another boring customer” line.)

Ten minutes later he rejoined the crowd and shared some news. Pete Jr. had lost his first tooth. His wife was calling not only to share the news but to make sure that he brought a $10 bill home to put under Pete’s pillow.  For whatever reason she got caught with no money in the house and because they also had a newborn, she didn’t want to venture out at night.  An hour later she called again to see if he was on his way home yet and remind him yet again about not forgetting to leave the money under the pillow.

After couple more hours of drinking we called for cars and headed home. It was about 2am, and just three hours before Pete has to wake up to go back to work when he finally stumbles through his front door and finds a note on the kitchen table that said, “Don’t forget to put $10 under Peter’s pillow and DON’T FORGET TO TAKE THE TOOTH… He’s Soooo Excited … and BMW called said the part should be in tomorrow so you can pick up car Saturday”.   So Pete, in all his drunken splendor, crept up the stairs and into young Peter’s room and like a good daddy played Tooth Fairy.

Fast-forward to the next morning at around 8:30, Pete’s wife called him at work to share the magic that Pete Jr woke up to…

The tooth was missing but there was no ten dollar bill tucked under his pillow, instead the dopey bastard left the note with his wife’s instructions.

It’s such a great typical Wall Street asshole story that could of easily happen to any one of us.

Put and nickel on it,

Dopey


6 responses to “Vermouth Fairy”

  1. Al Veoli Avatar
    Al Veoli

    I like the story better than the broads, but the broads aren’t bad. I once pulled a doosh move like this once, and the wife never let me forget it.

    Here’s a funny one for the kosher fellas on the desk:

    ‘A cabby picks up a nun. She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won’t stop staring at her.

    She asks him why is he staring and he replies, “I have a question to ask you but I don’t want to offend you.”

    She answers, “My dear son, you cannot offend me. When you’re as old as I am and have been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything. I’m sure that there’s nothing you could say or ask that I would find offensive.”

    “Well, I’ve always had a fantasy to have sex with a nun.”

    “Would that make you happy?” She asked.

    “Oh yes sister. Very happy.” The cabby replied.

    She responded, “Well, one of the rules of my order is to do my best to make others happy so, since it would make you happy I suppose it would be ok but first of all you have to be single and secondly you must be Catholic and being a nun I couldn’t have sex with you the way any other woman could.

    You would have to do it to me, I think the term is in the back door.”

    The cab driver is very excited and says, “Well, I’m single and I’m Catholic, and I wouldn’t mind doing it that way”

    “OK” the nun says, “Pull into a dark alley.”

    He pulls into the alley, gets in the back seat with the nun, places her on her hands and knees, lifts her habit up just high enough to get to her and has his way.

    But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying.

    “My dear child, said the nun, why are you crying?”

    “Forgive me sister, but I have sinned. I lied, I must confess, I’m married and I’m Jewish.”

    The nun says, “That’s OK, my name is Kevin and I’m on my way to a Halloween party.” ‘

    1. Dopey Avatar

      Al-
      I admire your persistence and thick skin, but please, get a new joke book.

  2. Laura G Avatar
    Laura G

    I kind of like Al’s jokes. Their harmless, like he is. I worked with Al a few years back at DB, and he was a cool guy. Little out of touch, but cool.

  3. elvis Avatar
    elvis

    Al? a cool guy? oxy-MORON?

  4. Al Veoli Avatar
    Al Veoli

    Yea, I’m cool! Hey fellas, how do you make 5 pounds of fat look good?

    Answer: Put a nipple on it!

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