Guest guest Posted June 28, 2005 Report Share Posted June 28, 2005 OK, all this talk of Scotch...I have to do it...forgive me... A man walked into a bar and ordered a 5 year old single-malt Scotch. The bartender looked at the flashily-dressed yuppie and figured he was just being a snob and couldn't tell the difference. So he poured a shot of bar whiskey. The man took one sip and protested, " Bartender, I asked for a 5 year old single-malt Scotch. This is blended whiskey. " " Oh I'm terribly sorry; I must have grabbed the wrong bottle. Here, let me take that and give you the right stuff. " The man finished the Scotch and said, " Now I'm ready for the 10 year old single malt Scotch. " The bartender figured that since he'd already had one, he couldn't tell the difference. But alas, he was wrong; the man identified it as 5-year-old and was even more indignant than the last time, and again, the bartender made it right. " Now it's time for the 12 year old single malt Scotch. " By this point the bartender was taking no chances and delivered the 12-year old as ordered. Another man had been watching the proceedings and said, " Wow, I saw how that bartender was cheating you, and it got me worried. Could you tell me what this is? " He handed the first man a glass. He took one sip and spit it out. " My God! This is URINE! " " Well, yes, " said the second man, " But how old am I? " -- Quick, USUM (ret.) www.en.com/users/jaquick " Every people deserves the regime it is willing to endure. " --the White Rose, leaflet #1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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