Another funny. R - rated.

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Posted by Paco ( on September 07, 2000 at 09:26:02:

He was a ragged looking old man who shuffled into the bar that afternoon.
Stinking of whiskey and cigarettes, his hands shook as he
took the "Piano Player Wanted" sign from the window and gave it to the

"I'd like to apply for the job," he said.

The bar-keep wasn't too sure about this doubtful looking old guy, but it had
been awhile since he had a player and business was falling
off. "What do you do?" he asked.

"I used to fly A5s in Vietnam," was the answer.

Now, really unsure, the bar-keep decided to give him a try...he really
needed more business. "The piano is over there...give it a go."

The old man staggered his way over to the piano and several patrons
snickered. But, by the time he was into the third bar of music,
every voice was silenced. What followed was a rhapsody of sound and music
unlike anyone had ever heard in the bar before. When he finished, there
wasn't a dry eye in the place.

The bartender brought the old guy a beer and said that he sounded really,
really good. "What do you call that?" he asked.

"It's called Drop Your Panties, Baby, We're Gonna Rock Tonight," said the
old pilot as he took a long pull from the beer. "I got another." And he
began to play again. What followed was a knee-slappin' hand-clappin' bit of
ragtime that had the place jumping. People were coming in from the streets
to hear this guy play.

After he finished, the pilot acknowledged the applause and told the crowd
that the song was called "Big Boobs Make My Weapons Dance."

He then excused himself as he lurched off to the men's room.

After thinking a bit, the bartender decided to hire the guy, no matter how
bad he looked, or what his songs were called. When the guy
came out of the men's room, the bartender went over to tell him he had the
job, but noticed that the pilot's fly was undone and his member was hanging

He said, "The job is yours but first I got to ask, do you know your fly is
undone and your dick is hanging out?"

"Know it?" he replied, "Hell, I wrote it!"

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