A bloke goes into a pub, takes a seat at the bar, and orders five pints.
The barman gives him an odd look since the bloke's all by himself, but he
serves up the five pints and lines them up on the bar. The bloke downs
them....One, Two, Three, Four, Five. He finishes the last one and calls to
the barman, "Four pints, please, mate!" The barman serves up four pints and
lines them on the bar. The bloke downs them....One, Two, Three, Four. Then
he belches loudly, sways slightly on the stool, and orders three more
pints. And one after the other, he knocks them back....One, Two, Three.
"Two pintsh, mate!" he calls, and the barman places two pints in front of
him. Down they go....One, Two. As the bloke slams the last one down on the
bar, he says, "One pint, mate." So the barman fills the glass. The bloke
sits there, staring at it for for a moment, trying to focus. Then he looks
at the barman and says, "Y'know, it'sh a funny t'ing, but the less I drink,
the drunker I get..."
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-if you have to ask get out of the way-
Have you ever been stopped by a traffic cop and, while he was
writing a ticket or giving you a warning, you got the feeling that
he would just love to yank you out of the car, right through the
window, and smash your face into the front fender?...
