Playboy's Party Jokes

October, 1979

I don't suppose they'll ever bring our food," complained the woman in the crowded restaurant as she finished off her third martini. Then she slipped her hand under the tablecloth, fondled her husband's thigh and giggled, "It's silly to spend all night here, George, when we could be together in our very own bed.""What's the difference?" sighed George. "With or without the drinks, at home the service would be just as slow."It must have been a wise old botanist wh...