BTW, my late great Uncle Marty was known as the bartender's bartender. The Mob really loved Uncle Marty because he was great at telling nonstop FUnnie stories and jokes. Uncle Marty could take ANY situation and turn it into a joke or short FUnnie story on the spot.
Oh, and Uncle Marty worked at REAL bars. Not phony atmosphere bars like Bukowski's. He was head bartender for years at JFK International Airport bar. He looked so much like one envisions a bartender that his pic was often featured in professional bartender magazines. Hair slicked back and mouth in a perpetual smile looking as if he was always about to tell another FUnnie joke.