Bad things will happen if you drink outside Snellville

Here's a joke I was sent in email. I "adjusted" it to become a Snellville joke.

Two women friends had gone for a girls' night out.

Both were very faithful and loving wives, however they had gotten over-enthusiastic on the Bacardi breezers from a night outside of Snellville. I think they spent their money in Duluth.

Incredibly drunk and while driving down US78 on their way home, they needed to
urinate and everything was closed at that late hour, so they stopped in the Snellville Cemetery.

One of the ladies had nothing to wipe with so she thought she would take off her panties and use them.

Her friend, however, was wearing a rather expensive pair of panties from Necessities by Sherrie and did not want to ruin them.

She was lucky enough to squat down next to a grave that had a wreath with a ribbon on it, so she
proceeded to wipe with that.

After the gals did their business, they went home.

The next day, the husband of one of the women was concerned that his normally sweet and innocent wife was still in bed with a hangover, so he phoned the other husband and said:

"These girl's night outs have to stop! I'm starting to suspect the worst. My wife came home with no panties!!"

"That's nothing," said the other husband,

"Mine came back with a card stuck to her butt that
said.....

'From all of us at the Fire Station..

We'll never forget you.' "