Another Rare Joke From Mr. Prag...  

pragmaticCTcpl 62M/51F
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4/30/2006 5:50 pm

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Another Rare Joke From Mr. Prag...

Don't ask me why, but this joke came into my mind recently, even though I first heard it a long time ago.....

A guy has just moved to a new town and walks into a bar that he's never been to before.

He sits at the bar and orders a draft beer...the bartender brings it...and they start to talk...the way a new patron and a bartender sometimes will.

After a minute or so...the bartender says "Excuse me,"...and goes over to the only other patrons in the bar...four guys at a table, in the back.

The guy hadn't heard anyone from the table of four guys say anything since he had walked in, and he turned slightly, to watch the bartender take their order.

Not a word was spoken by any of those at the table, but they did hold up their hands and fingers, as the bartender went around the table...writing down their order.

As the bartender returned, and started to mix their drinks, the guy was puzzled at what he had just seen.

"Would you mind if I asked what that was all about?" he asked the bartender.

"Not at all." The bartender replied.

"All of those guys are from the school for the speaking and hearing impaired. They can't speak or hear, so when they want to order something, they hold up their hands and fingers. They've been coming in here for years, so I know what which hand and how many fingers means, when they're ordering their drinks."

"The first guy, held up his left hand and one finger...he wants a Screwdriver. The next guy held up his right hand and three fingers...he wants a Sloe Comfortable Screw."

"It took some time...but I can always tell what they're ordering, now."

The bartender finished making the drinks...served them...and returned to the bar and resumed talking to the guy.

Over the course of the next few hours, the bartender and the guy continued talking about baseball...the weather...where the best restaurants were...and other subjects, to pass the time.

Occasionally, the bartender would leave from behind the bar...go over to the table with the four guys...hands and fingers would be thrust into the air, and the bartender would return...make their drinks...and serve them.

After a few rounds, the guy started to catch on to what they were ordering, by which hand and the number of fingers that was held up.

Just before closing time, the four guys started to slam their hands on the table and were all putting both hands with all their fingers up in the air, over their heads.

"Wow!" The guy said to the bartender. "I haven't seen them order anything like that all night. What kind of drinks are those"

The bartender chuckled slightly, and whispered to the guy at the bar...

"They're not ordering anything...they're all drunk...and they're singing..!"


rm_DarknStar 55F
2823 posts
5/1/2006 6:14 am

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 5/1/2006 1:54 pm:
DarknStar, thank you so much. I'm glad somebody liked it....besides me..! {=}

NSAAddict 43F

5/1/2006 8:02 pm

good one Mr. Prag!

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 5/2/2006 1:37 pm:
I am very happy that you found it to be a "good one..!"

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