A Man With No Arms

A man with no arms walked in to a bar and asked the bartender for a beer.

The bartender stared at him, thinking that he looked rather unusual, but then decided this was rather rude, so he poured the man a beer and placed the foaming glass in front of him.

“I’m sorry,” said the customer, “but I have no arms – would you please hold the glass up to my mouth?”

“Sure”, said the bartender, and he did.

“Thank you” said the customer, “I wonder if I could ask you another favour. Would you be so kind as to get my handkerchief out of my pocket and wipe the foam off my mouth.”

“Certainly”, said the bartender, putting his hand into the customer’s pocket, and using it to wipe the foam from his mouth.

“If you’d reach in my right hand pants pocket,” said the armless man, “you’ll find the money for the beer.”

Thankful for this, the bartender took the money.

“You’ve been very kind,” said the customer. “Just one thing more. Where is the men’s room?”

“It’s out the door,” said the bartender, “turn left, walk two blocks, and there’s one in a filling station on the corner.”

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