A man walks into a bar. ?A beer please,
bartender, and one for yourself,? he says.
?Why, thank you, sir,? says the bartender.
?That?ll be $8.50.?
?Can I run up a tab??
?Certainly, sir.?
The man comes back. ?Another pint please,
and whatever you?re having.?
?Thank you, sir!?
Again he comes back and offers the bartender
another drink plus some for a few people
sitting nearby.
Yet again he comes back and offers
to get everyone at the
bar a drink.
?Last orders, gentlemen!?
?Get everyone in the place a drink and make
it a double!?
The time comes to settle up.
?But I haven?t got any money,? says the man.
Enraged, the bartender beats the shit out of
him and breaks his arm. The next day when
the bar opens the same man hobbles up to
the bar on crutches with his arm in plaster.
?I?ll have a beer, whatever these people are
having, but nothing for you ? you turn nasty
after a few drinks!?
bartender, and one for yourself,? he says.
?Why, thank you, sir,? says the bartender.
?That?ll be $8.50.?
?Can I run up a tab??
?Certainly, sir.?
The man comes back. ?Another pint please,
and whatever you?re having.?
?Thank you, sir!?
Again he comes back and offers the bartender
another drink plus some for a few people
sitting nearby.
Yet again he comes back and offers
to get everyone at the
bar a drink.
?Last orders, gentlemen!?
?Get everyone in the place a drink and make
it a double!?
The time comes to settle up.
?But I haven?t got any money,? says the man.
Enraged, the bartender beats the shit out of
him and breaks his arm. The next day when
the bar opens the same man hobbles up to
the bar on crutches with his arm in plaster.
?I?ll have a beer, whatever these people are
having, but nothing for you ? you turn nasty
after a few drinks!?