A GUY WALKS INTO A BAR
AND THERE IS NO ONE THERE EXCEPT FOR THE BARTENDER.
HE ORDERS A BEER FROM THE BARTENDER, SITS DOWN AND SIPS HIS BEER.
AFTER A FEW MINUTES THE GUY HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. HEY, NICE TIE.”
THE GUY LOOKS AROUND THE BAR AND DOESN’T SEE ANYONE.
A FEW MINUTES LATER HE HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. HEY, NICE SHIRT.”
THE MAN LOOKS AROUND AGAIN BUT NO ONE IS THERE.
FINALLY, A FEW MINUTES LATER HE HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. YOU LOOK LIKE A NICE GUY.”
THE MAN IS STARTLED AT THIS POINT AND ASKS THE BARTENDER WHO KEEPS TALKING.
HE ORDERS A BEER FROM THE BARTENDER, SITS DOWN AND SIPS HIS BEER.
AFTER A FEW MINUTES THE GUY HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. HEY, NICE TIE.”
THE GUY LOOKS AROUND THE BAR AND DOESN’T SEE ANYONE.
A FEW MINUTES LATER HE HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. HEY, NICE SHIRT.”
THE MAN LOOKS AROUND AGAIN BUT NO ONE IS THERE.
FINALLY, A FEW MINUTES LATER HE HEARS SOMEONE WHISPER, “PSST. YOU LOOK LIKE A NICE GUY.”
THE MAN IS STARTLED AT THIS POINT AND ASKS THE BARTENDER WHO KEEPS TALKING.
THE BARTENDER TURNED TO
THE MAN, POINTED TO THE PEANUTS HE WAS SITTING BY AND SAID,
“THAT WILL BE THE PEANUTS. THEY'RE
COMPLIMENTARY.”
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