A fed-up wife was upset about her husband constantly hanging out at a local pub

What gives you the need to frequent that bar on a regular basis? Why can’t you just hang out at home with me? What makes it so special? her question posed to him.

The husband’s grin was an attempt to convey his point of view. He didn’t think twice about inviting her to spend the night at the bar with him and his friends. The woman’s joy was palpable as she could now see her husband’s every move while he was away.

The lady was startled by the raucous music and thick cigarette smoke as soon as they stepped foot in the bar. Her ears ached from the constant cacophony of laughing, but she stayed nonetheless.

As they made their way to the bar, her spouse inquired, “What’s on your menu, darling?”

“Oh, I’m undecided…” “I guess I’ll go with what you have,” the wife said.

With a nod, the spouse placed an order for two shots of a bitter, powerful liquor. Without so much as a reaction, he gulped down his drink as soon as it came.

The woman, intent on keeping up, observed him intently before retrieving her glass. She cautiously raised it to her mouth and drank from it. Her expression wrinkled in contempt as the liquid contacted her tongue; she spit it out with a loud, “Yuck!” Utterly awful! She scowled at her spouse while coughing and spitting. Whipping her lip, she yelled out, “I don’t understand how you can drink this stuff!” afterwards.