|A man sits down on a bar stool and tells the bartender, "Pour me a drink before the trouble starts."|
The bartender looks puzzled, but pours him a drink. The man chugs it and says, "Pour me another drink before the trouble starts."
The bartender does and the man downs it as quickly as the first.
After a few more rounds, the bartender says, "Look pal, you've had five drinks and all you talk about is 'some trouble starting.' Just when is this trouble supposed to start?"
The man replies, "Just as soon as you discover I don't have the money to pay you for these drinks!"
|A bloke went into a pub, sat down at the bar and ordered five pots. The barman wondered since he was alone, but served up the five pots.|
And the bloke downed them all... one, two, three, four, five. As he finished the last one, he called to the barman and ordered four more.
The barman served up four pots and the bloke downed them... one, two, three, four. He belched, swayed a little on his stool, but ordered three more. And again he knocked them back... one, two, three.
"Two potsh, mate!" he called.
The barman served him two pots and down they went... one, two.
"One pot, sssir!"
The barman served him one but the bloke just sat there, staring at it, trying to focus.
Then he told the barman, "Y'know, it'sh ssstrange, but the lesssh I drink, the drunker I feel!"
|Billy-Bob walks into a bar and says, "Bartender, one round for everyone, on me!"|
The bartender says, "Well, seems you're in a really good mood tonight, hm?"
Billy-Bob says, "Oh, you can bet on it! I just got hired by the city to go around and remove all the money from parking meters. I start on Monday!" The bartender congratulates him and proceeds to pour the round.
Monday evening arrives. Billy-Bob comes back into the bar and says, "Bartender, two rounds for everyone, on me!"
The bartender says, "Well now! If you're so happy just over having this new job, I can just imagine how happy you'll be when you get your paycheck!"
Billy-Bob looks at the bartender with a wondrous look on his face, pulls out a handful of quarters from his pocket, and says, "You mean they'll PAY me too?"
|The local bar was so sure that its owner was the strongest man around that it offered a standing $1,000 bet that no could beat him.|
The challenge was that the owner would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran out into a beer glass, then hand the lemon to the customer. Anyone who could squeeze even one more drop out of the lemon would win the money.
Over the years many people had tried this, truck drivers, weightlifters and all had failed. Then one day this frail little fella with heavy rimmed spectacles came into the bar and asked if he could try the challenge.
After the laughter had subsided the owner said that it was only fair that the man be given a chance at the bet, so he picked up a lemon and started squeezing. Once he was done he handed the remains to the little man who promptly squeezed out 4 more drops of juice onto the bar.
Everyone looked on in amazement as the owner handed over the prize and asked, "What do you do for a living that has given you such strength? Are you a lumberjack, weightlifter, what?"
"No" the man replied, "I work for the Income Tax Department."