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As the joke goes he asked a genie for a 10" or 12" or whatever your fancy fits pianist. Genie misheard and instead he got a 10", 12" etc. penis.
Really? I still don't get it. I mean, he's a stick man? Where is his penis?
I'm confused too.
Oh, come on now...My only issue is since he said minitures, I thought that it was implying that he had asked for a "miniature" pianist.....now that would be embarassing!
So this man came into a bar and sat at the bar in front of the bartender. The bartender asked "what'll you have?"The man instead asked if he could show the bartender something. The bartender said sure and the man then pulled out a little piano. The bartender said, "wow that's nifty." The man then pulled out a little piano bench to go with the piano. "That's cool," said the bartender. The man then pulled out a little man that was ten inches tall and sat him on the piano bench. The little man then started playing the piano."Wow," said the bartender. "Where'd you get him?"The man that had entered the bar said," I found a lamp outside your bar and rubbed it and this genie popped out and gave me this."The bartender asked the man to watch the bar for him while he stepped out to find the lamp. The bartender found the lamp, rubbed it and sure enough a genie popped out. The genie said he would grant him one wish so the the bartender asked for a million bucks. Suddenly there were a million ducks flying around everywhere. "That's lame, I asked for a million bucks not ducks." The bartender went inside and the man asked him if he found the lamp."Yes but when I asked for a million bucks there were a million ducks flying around instead. How'd you get what you want?"The man at the bar asked, "Do you really think I asked for a ten inch pianist?"
I didn't get it and I didn't laugh at the cartoon. Then I read the comments...:-)