Mr. Murphy and the Ballerina....

> A tall, thickset woman wearing a sleeveless sun
> dress, walked into a bar in Dublin.She raised her
> right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she
> pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and
> asked, "Which man here will buy a lady a drink?" The
> bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her,
> but down at the end of the bar, an owl-eyed drunk
> slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed
> "Give the ballerina a drink!"The bartender poured
> the drink and the woman chugged it down. She turned
> to the patrons and again pointed around at all of
> them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked
> "Which man here will buy a lady a drink?" Once
> again, the same little drunk slapped his money down
> on the bar and said, "Give the ballerina another
> drink!"
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> The bartender approached the little drunk and said
> "Tell me Murphy, it's your business if you want to
> buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling
> her a ballerina?" The drunk replied, "Any woman who
> can lift her leg that high has got to be a ballerina
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