They arrive at the club and the doorman says, “Hey, Jack! How ya doin’?”
Jill is puzzled and asks if he has been to this club before. “Oh no,” says Jack. “He’s on my bowling team.”
When they are seated, a waitress asks Jack if he would like his usual and brings over a Budweiser.
Jill is becoming increasingly uncomfortable and says, “How did she know that you drink Budweiser?”
“She’s in the Ladies Bowling League, honey. We share lanes with them.”
A stripper then comes over to their table, throws her arms around Jack, and says “Hi Jack ! Want your usual table dance, big boy?”
Jill, now furious, grabs her purse and storms out of the club.
Jack follows and spots her getting into a cab. Before she can slam the door, he jumps in beside her.
He tries desperately to explain how the stripper must have mistaken him for someone else, but his wife is having none of it.
She is screaming at him at the top of her lungs, calling him every name in the book.
The cabby turns his head and says, “Looks like you picked up a real bitch tonight, Jack”.