A woman walks into a bar and orders two shots. She downs the first one, “This is for the shame,” and then the second one,” This is for the glory.”She then orders two more shots. She drinks the first one, “This is for the shame,” and then the second one, “This is for the glory.” She is about to order two more shots when the bartender stops her, “Ma’am, I was just wondering…what’s this about shame and glory?” “Well,” she replies, “I like to do my housework naked. But when I bent over to pick something up, my great dane mounted me from behind.” “That must be the shame,” the bartender said.”No, that was the glory. The shame is when we got locked up and he dragged me around the front yard for thirty minutes.”