A leper walked into a bar and sat down. The bartender glanced over and
promptly tossed cookies all over himself and the floor. The leper looked
hurt and said, "Hey, I know I'm not exactly handsome, but I do have feelings
and you could be a little sensitive about them." The bartender, wiping his
mouth on his sleeve, looked up and proclaimed, "I'm sorry as hell man, but
it wasn't you. That guy sitting next to you keeps dipping his crackers in
your neck."