Asking the right questions….


The cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh theatre.
When the usher came by and noticed this he whispered to the cowboy,
“Sorry, sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.” The cowboy groaned but
didn’t budge. The usher became more impatient. “Sir, if you don’t get up
from there, I’m going to have to call the manager. The cowboy just
groaned.

The usher marched briskly back up the aisle. In a moment he returned
with the manager. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the
cowboy, but with no success. Finally, they summoned the police. The cop
surveyed the situation briefly then asked, “All right buddy, what’s
you’re name?”

“Sam,” the cowboy moaned.

“Where ya from, Sam?”

With pain in his voice Sam replied… “the balcony.”

mrbarmaster

mrbarmaster

A mixologist is a cross between parent, psychologist, and priest. I am simply the guy behind the bar willing to listen and advise if asked to.

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