Very grudgingly he agreed. He took the bucket, walked out the door, down the steps, and out
to the beach. As he was collecting the snails, he noticed a beautiful woman strolling alongside
the water just a little further down the beach.

He kept thinking to himself, "Wouldn't it be great if she would even just come down and talk
to me?" He went back to gathering the snails.

All of a sudden he looked up, and the beautiful woman was standing right over him. They
started talking and she invited him back to her place. They ended up spending the night
together. At seven o'clock the next morning he woke up and exclaimed, "Oh no!!! My wife's
dinner party!!!"

He gathered all his clothes, put them on real fast, grabbed his bucket, and ran out the door.
He ran down the beach all the way to his apartment. He ran up the stairs of his apartment.
He was in such a hurry that when he got to the top of the stairs, he dropped the bucket of
snails. There were snails all down the stairs. The door opened just then, with a very angry
wife standing in the door way wondering where he's been all this time.

He looked at the snails all down the steps, then he looked at her, then back at the snails and
said, "Come on guys, we're almost there!!"
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