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A down-and-out drifter walks into a neighborhood bar and asks for credit for just one drink. The owner/bartender explains that he doesn't give credit. The drifter states that he's been feeling really low in spirits and is willing to work for just one drink.
Thinking for a moment, the bartender made a deal: "I have 3 jobs for you. If you do them all, I'll give you free drinks until you pass out!"
The drifter says, "You're on!!!"
FIRST, I want you to deck that big guy at the end of the bar before he causes any of his usual trouble here.
SECOND, I have a bear tied up out back that has an infected tooth, and I want you to pull it.
THIRD, I have a Lady of the Evening upstairs that hasn't been "satisfied" in 20 years. I want to hear her moan, all the way down here!
The drifter pulls his belt from the loops, wraps the loose end around his hand, slips up behind the big guy, and taps him on the shoulder. As the guy turns around, he gets the buckle between the eyes, and hits the deck.
The drifter hollers, "That's ONE!"
Slipping out the back door, everyone hears 5 minutes of screaming, cussing, and knashing of teeth, followed by silence. The door slowly opens, and the drifter steps in, clothing torn to shreds, and blood oozing all his body.
He hollers. "That's TWO! Now where's that hooker with the bad tooth?"
Thinking for a moment, the bartender made a deal: "I have 3 jobs for you. If you do them all, I'll give you free drinks until you pass out!"
The drifter says, "You're on!!!"
FIRST, I want you to deck that big guy at the end of the bar before he causes any of his usual trouble here.
SECOND, I have a bear tied up out back that has an infected tooth, and I want you to pull it.
THIRD, I have a Lady of the Evening upstairs that hasn't been "satisfied" in 20 years. I want to hear her moan, all the way down here!
The drifter pulls his belt from the loops, wraps the loose end around his hand, slips up behind the big guy, and taps him on the shoulder. As the guy turns around, he gets the buckle between the eyes, and hits the deck.
The drifter hollers, "That's ONE!"
Slipping out the back door, everyone hears 5 minutes of screaming, cussing, and knashing of teeth, followed by silence. The door slowly opens, and the drifter steps in, clothing torn to shreds, and blood oozing all his body.
He hollers. "That's TWO! Now where's that hooker with the bad tooth?"
