Rhymingplace

Secret

An office manager walked into a tavern after work and instantly
realized it was a gay bar. What the heck, he figured, I really want a
drink.

The waiter walked over. "What's the name of your p****?" he asked.

"Look," the guy said, "I'm not into all that. All I want is a
drink."

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't serve you until you tell me the name
of your p****," the waiter insisted.

"Oh, OK," the customer reluctantly agreed. "But tell me the name of
yours first."

"Nike," he responded. "You know, like, 'Just do it' "

The customer thought for a moment. "The name of mine," he said, "is
Secret."

"Secret?"

"Yeah, like, 'Strong enough for a man but made for a woman.' "