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Here's my favorite:
A drunk walks into a bar. He sidles up to the bartender and says, "Hey bartender, if I show you something amazing, will you give me a free drink?"
The bartender says, "I doubt it, but show me what you've got."
The drunk reaches down and pulls a box out from under his coat. He puts the box on the bar, reaches in, and pulls out a frog and a tiny piano.
When he puts them down on the bar, the frog immediately starts playing the most fantastic ragtime jazz on the piano the bartender has ever heard.
"Holy shit," says the bartender, "that's amazing! Here's your drink!"
He pours a drink, the drunk shoots it and smiles.
"Hey bartender, if I show you something even more amazing, can I have another free drink?"
"Buddy," says the bartender, "if you can top that, you can drink for free all night."
The drunk smiles, reaches into the box, and pulls out a rat. As soon as he places the rat on the bar, it starts singing scat jazz along with the frog's piano playing.
The bartender is gobsmacked, and starts pouring drink after drink for the drunk.
About half an hour later, the frog and the rat are still entertaining the bar, the drunk is passed out on his stool, and a man in a suit walks in. He sees the commotion and walks over excitedly.
"Bartender!" he exclaims. "Whose frog and rat are those?"
The bartender points at the drunk, and the man in the suit starts shaking his shoulder, waking him up.
"Buddy, I'm a talent agent and I want to buy your act. I'll give you a thousand dollars for them."
The drunk shakes his head. "Noffforsale," he slurs.
Thinking quickly, the man says, "Well, what about five hundred bucks just for the scat-singing rat?"
The drunk considers this for a moment.
"Yougochaself a deal mister."
The agent pulls $500 out of his wallet, gives it to the drunk, takes the rat and runs excitedly out of the bar. The bartender, meanwhile, can't believe what he's just seen.
"Are you insane?" he demands. "That was a million-dollar act, and you broke it up for a measly five hundred bucks?"
"Don't worry," says the drunk, waving his hand dismissively. "The frog's a ventriloquist."
A drunk walks into a bar. He sidles up to the bartender and says, "Hey bartender, if I show you something amazing, will you give me a free drink?"
The bartender says, "I doubt it, but show me what you've got."
The drunk reaches down and pulls a box out from under his coat. He puts the box on the bar, reaches in, and pulls out a frog and a tiny piano.
When he puts them down on the bar, the frog immediately starts playing the most fantastic ragtime jazz on the piano the bartender has ever heard.
"Holy shit," says the bartender, "that's amazing! Here's your drink!"
He pours a drink, the drunk shoots it and smiles.
"Hey bartender, if I show you something even more amazing, can I have another free drink?"
"Buddy," says the bartender, "if you can top that, you can drink for free all night."
The drunk smiles, reaches into the box, and pulls out a rat. As soon as he places the rat on the bar, it starts singing scat jazz along with the frog's piano playing.
The bartender is gobsmacked, and starts pouring drink after drink for the drunk.
About half an hour later, the frog and the rat are still entertaining the bar, the drunk is passed out on his stool, and a man in a suit walks in. He sees the commotion and walks over excitedly.
"Bartender!" he exclaims. "Whose frog and rat are those?"
The bartender points at the drunk, and the man in the suit starts shaking his shoulder, waking him up.
"Buddy, I'm a talent agent and I want to buy your act. I'll give you a thousand dollars for them."
The drunk shakes his head. "Noffforsale," he slurs.
Thinking quickly, the man says, "Well, what about five hundred bucks just for the scat-singing rat?"
The drunk considers this for a moment.
"Yougochaself a deal mister."
The agent pulls $500 out of his wallet, gives it to the drunk, takes the rat and runs excitedly out of the bar. The bartender, meanwhile, can't believe what he's just seen.
"Are you insane?" he demands. "That was a million-dollar act, and you broke it up for a measly five hundred bucks?"
"Don't worry," says the drunk, waving his hand dismissively. "The frog's a ventriloquist."