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Hi-Tech Guy Walks Into A Bar

A guy walks into a bar and sits down. He starts dialing numbers like there’s a telephone in his hand, then puts his palm up against his cheek and begins talking. Suspicious, the bartender walks over and tells him this is a very tough neighborhood and he doesn’t need any trouble here.

The guy replies, “You don’t understand. I’m very hi-tech. I had a phone installed in my hand because I was tired of carrying the cellular.”

The bartender says “Prove it.”

The guy dials up a number and hands his hand to the bartender. The bartender talks into the hand and carries on a conversation.

“That’s incredible!” says the bartender. “I would never have believed it!”

“Yeah”, said the guy, “I can keep in touch with my broker, my wife, you name it. By the way, where is the men’s room?”

The bartender directs him to the men’s room.

The guy goes in and 5, 10, 20 minutes go by and he doesn’t return. Fearing the worst given the neighborhood, the bartender goes into the men’s room to check on the guy. The guy is spread-eagled up against the wall. His pants are pulled down and he has a roll of toilet paper up his butt.

“Oh my god!” said the bartender. “Did they rob you? Are you hurt?”

The guy turns and says, “No, no, I’m ok. I’m just waiting for a fax.”


1,378 posted on 06/23/2008 10:13:20 AM PDT by Soaring Feather (I soar- 'cause I can...)
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To: Soaring Feather

I bet changing the fax cartridge is really something!


1,379 posted on 06/23/2008 10:16:17 AM PDT by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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To: Soaring Feather; tomkow6; NY Attitude; WayzataJOHNN; Kathy in Alaska; MEG33; Allegra; ...
Baseball

"Baseball is 90 percent mental. The other half is physical." - Yogi Berra

A local community club was organizing a baseball team. They could only muster eight players, and were hard put to find a ninth. In desperation, they called on a new member, a very reserved Englishman who had just moved into the neighborhood from London, to join their team.

During their first game, the Englishman came to bat. On the very first pitch, he knocked the ball out of the park.

The team members stood there, dumfounded! Unfortunately, so did the Englishman. "Run!" his teammates cried. "For Pete's sake, run!"

The Brit turned and stared at them icily. "I jolly well shan't run," he replied. "I'm perfectly willing to buy you chaps another ball."

 

 

1,383 posted on 06/23/2008 10:41:34 AM PDT by Lady Jag (Donate to FR anytime at https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)
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