>>If you can't fix it with duct tape, it isn't broken. ~B.N.'s law.<<
Who's B.N.? Shouldn't that be attributed to Red Green and his "Handy Man's Secret Weapon"?
And my joke:
> Roy walks into the front door of a bar.
> He is obviously drunk, and staggers
> up to the bar, seats himself on a stool
> and, with a belch, asks the bartender
> for a drink.
> The bartender politely informs Roy that
> it appears that he has already had plenty
> to drink, he could not be served additional
> liquor at this bar, and could a cab be
> called for him?
> Roy is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs,
> grumbles, climbs down off the bar stool
> and staggers out the front door.
> A few minutes later, Roy stumbles in the
> SIDE door of the "same" bar. He wobbles
> up to the bar and hollers for a drink.
> The bartender comes over and, still politely
> but more firmly, refuses service to him due
> to his inebriation, and again offers to call a cab.
> He looks at the bartender for a moment angrily,
> curses, and shows himself out the side door,
> all the while grumbling and shaking his head.
> A few minutes later, Roy bursts in through the
> BACK door of the bar. He plops himself up on
> a bar stool, gathers his wits and belligerently
> orders a drink. The bartender comes over and
> emphatically reminds him that he is clearly
> drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a
> cab or the police will be called immediately.
> Roy surprisingly looks at the bartender,
> and in hopeless anguish, cries -
> "MAAAN! How many bars do you work at!?!?!"
>
> > |
