It's been forever, and to be honest... I had forgotten about this place. That said... Here is a joke for old times sake.
A man walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender brings it over and as the man is reaching for it a twelve inch man runs down his arm and kicks the beer over. The man sighs and orders another beer and the same thing happens again. The bartender watches with complete curiosity and finally asks the guy about it.
"Well, there was a genie down the road granting wishes," the man said.
Before any further explanation could be said the bartender left the bar, ran down the road, and returned a half hour later with a twelve inch bic lighter. He looks at the man who was still sitting at the bar.
"Yeah, I was going to say I think he was hard of hearing, and misunderstood things pretty often... Because this wasn't the kind of twelve inch prick I was wishing for," he said.
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