@wayne,
Guy walks into a bar with a bevy of beautiful women hanging off his arms, orders drinks, and just puts a pile of wrinkled large denomination bills on the bar. But he doesn't look like a very happy man. So the bartender asks him what's up.
Well, ya see, i found this bottle on the beach once, and when i polished it up, out pops this genie, and promises me three wishes.
Oh come on . . . do you really expect me to believe that?
See for yourself, i've got all the beautiful women i can handle, i've got money falling out of my pockets . . . it was that third wish . . .
At this point, he reaches down, opens a bag, and puts a miniature piano on the bar, and a little man about a foot tall. The little man sits down and immediately starts playing Chopin.
So what's the problem? This was your third wish?
Not exactly. I asked for a 12" penis . . . but the genie was a little hard of hearing . . .
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