Rearranging The Deckchairs

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A Guy Walks Into a Bar...

A guy walks into a bar, and orders six shots. \ The bartender pours them, and he slams them back as fast as he can.

“Woah, buddy!” The bartender says, “why are you drinking so fast?”

“You’d be drinking fast too, if you had what I have,” the guy says, gravely.

“Oh,” the bartender says, “what do you have?”

“Seventy-five cents.”

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