Bruce Bell
Registered
One Friday night, a thirteen-year-old boy went into a bar, sat down at a table in the corner of the pool room. When the waitress walked over to his table, the teenager said, "Gimme a beer."
The waitress eyed him for a moment and said, "Look, sonny. Do you want to get me in trouble?"
The boy glanced back at her and replied, "Maybe later. Right now all I want is a beer."
The waitress eyed him for a moment and said, "Look, sonny. Do you want to get me in trouble?"
The boy glanced back at her and replied, "Maybe later. Right now all I want is a beer."
