Beware Beware
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A small, balding man stormed into a local bar and demanded, "Gimme a double of the strongest
whiskey you got! I'm so upset I can't even see straight!"
The bartender, noticing that the little man was a bit the worse for wear, poured him a double of
Southern Comfort. The man swilled down the drink and said, "Gimme another!"
The bartender poured the drink, but said, "Now, before I give you this, why don't you let off a little
steam and tell me why you're so upset?"
So the man began his tale: "Well, I was sitting in the bar next door when this gorgeous blond
sauntered in, and actually sat beside me at the bar. I thought, Wow! This has never happened
before. You know, it was kind of a fantasy come true. Well, a couple of minutes later I felt this
hand moving around in my lap, and the blond leaned over, licked my ear, and asked if I was
interested! I couldn't believe this was happening! I managed to nod my head, so she grabbed my
hand, and started walking out of the bar. So of course I went with her. This was just too good to
be true! She took me down the street here to a nice hotel and up to her room. As soon as she shut
the door she slipped out of her dress. That was all she was wearing! I tell you it didn't take me
much longer to get out of my clothes! But as soon as I jumped into the bed, I heard some keys
jingling, and someone started fumbling with the door. The blond said, 'Oh my gosh, it's my
boyfriend. He must have lost his wrestling match tonight. He's gonna be real mad! Quick, hide!' So
I opened the closet, but I figured that was probably the first place he would look, so I didn't hide
there. Then I looked under the bed, but no, I figured he was bound to look there too. By now I
could hear the key in the lock. I noticed the window was open, so I climbed out and was hanging
there by my fingers, praying that the guy wouldn't see me."
The bartender said, "Well I can see how you might be a bit frustrated at this point."
"Well, yeah, but the guy finally got the door open and he yelled out, 'Who you been sleeping with
now, *****?' The girl said, 'Nobody, honey, now come to bed and calm down.' Well, the guy
started tearing up the room. I heard him tear the door off the closet and throw it across the room. I
was thinking, Boy, I'm glad I didn't hide in there. Then I heard him lift up the bed and throw it
across the room. Good thing I didn't hide under there either. Then I heard him say, 'What's that
over there by the window?' I thought, Oh crap, I'm dead meat now. But the blond by now was
trying real hard to distract him and convince him to stop looking. Well, I heard the guy go into the
bathroom, and I heard water running for a long time, and I figured maybe he was gonna take a bath
or something, when all of a sudden the bastard poured a pitcher of scalding hot water out of the
window right on top of my head! I mean look at this, I got second- degree burns all over my scalp
and shoulders!"
The bartender said, "Oh man, that would have enraged me for sure."
"No, that didn't really bother me. Next, the guy started slamming the window shut over and over on
my hands. I mean, look at my fingers. They're a bloody mess, I can hardly hold onto this glass."
The bartender looked at the guy's hands and said, "Yeah, buddy, I can understand why you are so
upset."
"No, that wasn't what really ticked me off."
The bartender then asked in exasperation, "Well, what did finally tick you off?"
"Well, I was hanging there, and I turned around and looked down, and I was only about six inches
off the ground!"
A small, balding man stormed into a local bar and demanded, "Gimme a double of the strongest
whiskey you got! I'm so upset I can't even see straight!"
The bartender, noticing that the little man was a bit the worse for wear, poured him a double of
Southern Comfort. The man swilled down the drink and said, "Gimme another!"
The bartender poured the drink, but said, "Now, before I give you this, why don't you let off a little
steam and tell me why you're so upset?"
So the man began his tale: "Well, I was sitting in the bar next door when this gorgeous blond
sauntered in, and actually sat beside me at the bar. I thought, Wow! This has never happened
before. You know, it was kind of a fantasy come true. Well, a couple of minutes later I felt this
hand moving around in my lap, and the blond leaned over, licked my ear, and asked if I was
interested! I couldn't believe this was happening! I managed to nod my head, so she grabbed my
hand, and started walking out of the bar. So of course I went with her. This was just too good to
be true! She took me down the street here to a nice hotel and up to her room. As soon as she shut
the door she slipped out of her dress. That was all she was wearing! I tell you it didn't take me
much longer to get out of my clothes! But as soon as I jumped into the bed, I heard some keys
jingling, and someone started fumbling with the door. The blond said, 'Oh my gosh, it's my
boyfriend. He must have lost his wrestling match tonight. He's gonna be real mad! Quick, hide!' So
I opened the closet, but I figured that was probably the first place he would look, so I didn't hide
there. Then I looked under the bed, but no, I figured he was bound to look there too. By now I
could hear the key in the lock. I noticed the window was open, so I climbed out and was hanging
there by my fingers, praying that the guy wouldn't see me."
The bartender said, "Well I can see how you might be a bit frustrated at this point."
"Well, yeah, but the guy finally got the door open and he yelled out, 'Who you been sleeping with
now, *****?' The girl said, 'Nobody, honey, now come to bed and calm down.' Well, the guy
started tearing up the room. I heard him tear the door off the closet and throw it across the room. I
was thinking, Boy, I'm glad I didn't hide in there. Then I heard him lift up the bed and throw it
across the room. Good thing I didn't hide under there either. Then I heard him say, 'What's that
over there by the window?' I thought, Oh crap, I'm dead meat now. But the blond by now was
trying real hard to distract him and convince him to stop looking. Well, I heard the guy go into the
bathroom, and I heard water running for a long time, and I figured maybe he was gonna take a bath
or something, when all of a sudden the bastard poured a pitcher of scalding hot water out of the
window right on top of my head! I mean look at this, I got second- degree burns all over my scalp
and shoulders!"
The bartender said, "Oh man, that would have enraged me for sure."
"No, that didn't really bother me. Next, the guy started slamming the window shut over and over on
my hands. I mean, look at my fingers. They're a bloody mess, I can hardly hold onto this glass."
The bartender looked at the guy's hands and said, "Yeah, buddy, I can understand why you are so
upset."
"No, that wasn't what really ticked me off."
The bartender then asked in exasperation, "Well, what did finally tick you off?"
"Well, I was hanging there, and I turned around and looked down, and I was only about six inches
off the ground!"
