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Har-de-har-har -
06-11-2003, 02:19 AM
A man walks into a bar.
"Do you serve gay men?" he asks the bartender.
"I don't see why not," the bartender replies. So the man orders a drink.
A couple of minutes later, a similar looking man walks into the bar, greets the first man, and asks the bartender if he serves to gay men.
"Yeah, it's no problem... are you two, uh, together?" asks the bartender.
"No, this is my older brother," says the first man, and he orders a drink as well.
Another man walks in, greets the other two, and asks the bartender if he serves gay men.
"Actually it's beginning to become my specialty," the bartender quips. The third man orders a drink.
It turns out that the third man is the younger brother of the first two. The bartender is pretty confused and shocked about the situation.
"Is there anyone in you family who not a fa---, er, not gay-- er, likes women???"
"Nope," says the first man," Nobody but our sister, that is."
"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" - Ernest Hemingway
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