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Stuttering
Guy walks into a bar.
Bartender says "what'll ya have, fella?"
Guy says: "S-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-scotch n-n-n-n-n-n s-s-s-s-s-soda."
Barkeep fills the order, hands it to the guy, who says,
"th-th-th-th-th-thanks".
Barkeep leans over the counter, motions to the guy, looks left & right,
and whispers, "Friend, I know this ain't none of my business, but you know, I
used to stutter a whole lot. But I found the cure. You
interested?"
"Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sure!" says the Guy.
Barkeep looks again, left & right. "My wife heard about this cure: so she
performed all *kinds* of magical, passionate, kinky sex on me and with me and
By-Golly, I was cured right then and there!"
Guy thanks the bartender, tips him generously, and leaves.
A week later the guy comes back into the bar. "What'll it be tonight, Friend?"
asks the barkeep.
Guy: "Yes, my good man, would you please mix for me one of your stupendous
Scotch and Sodas, please?"
Barkeep: "Sure thing, Friend, and your speech is incredible! Glad to see you got rid
of your stuttering!"
Guy: "Thank you, kind sir. And may I say that you have a very nice house."
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