The Piano Player

humor, bar jokeA man who walks into a bar, and sits down on the barstool. He places a large duffel bag on top of the bar.

The bartender greets him, and says “Hey, buddy, what’s in the bag?”

The man says nothing, reaches into the bag, and pulls out a small piano. The bartender looks on, puzzled.

The man reaches into the bag again, and pulls out a small piano bench. The bartender, mystified, says, “What’s up with this?”, but again the man says nothing.

The man reaches into the bag a third time, and brings out a one-foot-tall man, dressed in tuxedo and tails, and sits him on the piano bench. The tiny man begins to play the piano, and suddenly the room is filled with the extraordinary strains of a Mozart Concerto.

The bartender is completely amazed. “Where on earth did you get this?” The man still says nothing, reaches into the bag, and pulls out an old lamp. He hands it to the bartender, and says “Rub it.”

The bartender rubs the side of the lamp, and suddenly, there is a puff of smoke, and a Genie arises from the lamp, beturbined, his arms folded. He bows deeply, and asks the bartender to make one wish.

The bartender’s face lights up, and he says “I want a million bucks!”

The Genie bows deeply again, and retreats into his lamp.

A few moments later, the barroom door swings open, and in waddles a Mallard, quacking loudly. A few moments later, another duck follows him, and another after that. Soon, the room begins to fill with Mallards, all quacking noisily. There are ducks everywhere — on the floor, on the tables, on the shelves, all over the bar. Pandemonium reigns.

The bartender turns to the man on the barstool, and says “Buddy, I think your Genie has a hearing problem. I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks!”

The men on the barstool says, “Tell me about it! Do you think I asked for a 12-inch pianist?”

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