A man is waiting for wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and
informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The
son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as
he can, with love and compassion. After 21 years, the son is old enough
for his first drink. Dad takes him to the bar and tearfully tells the
son he is proud of him.
Dad orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar
patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in
disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol. Swoooop! A torso pops
out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy.
The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant
"take another drink"! The bartender still shakes his head in dismay.
Swoooop! Two arms pops out. The bar goes wild. The father, crying and
wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "take another
drink"! The bartender ignores the whole affair. By now the boy is
getting tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink
and guzzles the last of it. Swoooop! Two legs pop out. The bar is in
chaos.
The father thanks God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to
the left.... then to the right.... right through the front door, into
the street, where a truck runs into him and kills him. The bar falls
silent. The father moans in grief. The bartender cleans his glasses and
whistles an old Irish tune. The father looks at the bartender in
disbelief and asks, "How can you be so cold and callous?"
The bartender says, "That boy should have quit while he was a head." |
