Charlie was in banking on the "street" - the wife and kids were at the beach for the summer - he joined them on the weekends. But Mon. thru Thurs. he was restless. He finally accepted his colleagues' suggestion to join them for some bar hopping in the city. Late in the evening they entered an establishment where "nobody knows your name". Approaching a comely female they began to describe friend Charlie as "celebrating his new found summer bachelorhood". Without missing a beat she said "And how long have you been celibating?" Charlie was too rusty for this type repartee - he actually blushed, excused himself and caught the last train home to Scarsdale.
tjs
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