“If I can show you something you’ve never seen before, will you give me a free drink?”
Now, the barman has seen just about everything in his time, so he shrugs and says:
“Sure. Impress me, and I’ll give you a free tab for the night!”
The man sets the box down, opens it, and—unbelievably—pulls out a tiny piano. He places it on the bar… then pulls out a little man as well.
The little man walks up to the piano and starts playing.
The barman just stares, completely blown away. True to his word, he starts pouring drinks, then asks:
“Where did you find him?”
The man nods and says:
“Well… I found this magic lamp.”
He reaches back into the box and pulls out an old brass oil lamp.
“I rubbed it, and a genie appeared. He granted me one wish—then said I had to pass the lamp on to the next person who did me a kindness.”
The barman’s eyes light up.
“Wow.”
The man slides the lamp across the bar.
“Since you gave me a drink, I’m going to let you have the lamp.”
“Just… be careful what you wish for.”
The barman grabs the lamp, rubs it, and makes his wish…
The next thing you know—ducks. Ducks everywhere.
They’re flapping around the bar, waddling across the floor, and causing absolute chaos all over the customers.
The barman screams at the man:
“I wished for a million bucks—not a million ducks!”
The man sighs, nods slowly, and says:
“And you think I wished for a 12-inch pianist?!”
A piece of string walks into a bar and politely asks for a drink. The bartender glares at him and says, “Sorry, we don’t serve strings here. Get out!”
The string leaves, feeling upset. He goes around the corner, twists himself around to tie a loop in the middle of his body, and then rubs the top of his head against a brick wall until it’s all messy and frizzy.
He walks back into the bar and orders a drink again. The bartender looks at him suspiciously and asks, “Hey… aren’t you that string I just kicked out?”
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