Hello, my name is Bill Murray

I think one of the reasons I like "The Office" so much is because I can identify with it. I work in an office setting and one of my daily joys is having lunch with Bill Murray (not to be confused with the actor). Bill is one of those guys who has a story for everything, has been to every bar, every strip club, knows everyone in town and is just about bat-shit insane. Every so often, he tells me a story that I just have to share. And now, 91* readers, I give to you...

Who taught the retard those dirty words!

Bill was rolling down at his league night at the alley. On his team is a pleasant elderly couple who bring their thirty-something mentally handicapped son along. Normally, (let's call him) Bobby just sits there and watches the pins scatter and claps. Bill mentioned that Bobby has a neatly trimmed goatee and likes nachos.

Also on this league is a woman in her mid-fifties, who likes to lube up with at least 7 or 8 Bud Lights in that pleasant, bowling pin bottle. Bill mentioned that Rita (as we'll call her) is not what he'd consider an attractive lady, but she makes up for that in crude, drunken outbursts.

So there Bill is, about to make his spare in the eighth, when he hears "PUSSYFART" rather loudly. He turns to see a crazed Bobby, stroking his goatee violently while yelling "pussyfart" to anyone who will listen. Most try to ignore it. Bill ignores nothing, he only probes further.

Bill looks in Rita's direction and notices she's now a full six sheets to the wind. Rita smiles knowingly and says, "I taught the retard how to say pussyfart!"... hiccup!

Rita leaned in to teach Bobby more foul words as Bill rolled a 267. Stay tuned next time for Bill's encounter with Chinese stripper that he wrote a resume for!