[doubled]

Joe, could I have a cold, frosty, amber brew in one of the big glasses?

I thought the smoker's lounge might get a kick out of this:

A man walks into a pharmacy and says to the druggist, "Say, my wife asked me to get her some tampons. Can you direct me to
them?" The pharmacist replied, "Right down aisle six."

A few minutes later, the man returns with a bag of cotton balls and a ball of string. The pharmacist asked, "Didn't you come in
here for a box of tampons for your wife?"

The man explained, "Yes I did, but let me explain. A few days ago, I asked my wife to come here to get me a pack of cigarettes.
About two hours later, she came back home with a can of loose leaf tobacco and some cigarette papers and said, "roll your own."

[Just another Joe]

I will give you your choice. Dark, amber, or whatever the heck that is that the new bartender came up with. (I'm not sure she's going to work out.) LOL