Reasons given for being late home from the bar

[sceptic]

discuss

[mycroft]

"I had to stay late at The Office."

[Aberlour10]

"In the office I signed up by mistake for a 64 boards BBo tournament" :rolleyes:

[Gerben42]

Well dear, I wanted to go home but then a 4th came in so we had to play bridge.

 

Now for the REAL story. I don't have a girlfriend so I don't need excuses. Also what really happened is when the Dutch Railways didn't manage to get me to my house AT ALL (okay eventually they might have, probably by the time the sun would rise) I decided to call some friends instead and stay there for the night. When I got there the friend was not alone, but there were 3 of them. In case you need a hint, 3+1 = a full bridge table. So much for sleep... ;)

[pclayton]

I got stuck at the bridge game.

[Winstonm]

It's wasn't that late...it was only plenty past midnight.

[jikl]

I didn't want to catch a taxi home because that would cost too much, ($50), so I decided to wait for the first train. ($4)

 

(We'll ignore the fact that I spent more than $46 between midnight and 4:30am :D )

 

Sean

[Robert]

Hi everyone

 

I was teaching the young lady(sitting on my lap) to play chess.

 

Regards,

Robert

[gwnn]

I read this in a book:

 

"Honey where were you???"

"Oh, would u believe it, dear, I was playing bridge til midnight at Michele's, but afterwards the two other guys left and the two of us had a little chat and one drink or two. The next thing I remember, I woke up in her bed in a bathrobe!"

"DON'T GO AROUND GIVING ME ALL THAT RUBBISH AGAIN, I KNOW ALL U DID WAS PLAY BRIDGE ALL NIGHT WITH YOUR IDIOTIC FRIENDS"

[Aberlour10]

Do the "bridge reasons" work better if somebody has a Playing Captain or Non Playing Captain at home? :)

[bid_em_up]

Just after this guy gets married, he was invited out for a night of bridge "with the boys." He accepts and then tells his new bride not to worry, because that he'd "be home by midnight...promise!"

 

Well, the cards were running his way and the beer/wine was going down easy, and at around 3am, drunk as can be, the guy finally stumbles home. Just as he gets in the door, the cuckoo clock started, and cuckooed three times.

 

Quickly he realized she'd probably been woken up by the clock, so he cuckooed another nine times to make her think it was midnight. He was really proud of himself, having the quick wits even when smashed, to escape a possible conflict.

 

Next morning the miss's asked him what time he got in and he tells her, "12 o'clock, dear!" Whew! Got away with that one!

 

"Hmmm, I think we need a new cuckoo clock," she says over her morning coffee.

 

"Why is that?" the husband asks.

 

"Well, it cuckooed three times, said 'OH *****!,' cuckooed another four times, farted, then burped, cuckooed another three times, cleared its throat, cuckooed two more times, and then laffed its ass off."