A man walks into a bar, clearly depressed. 'What's the trouble?' asks the bartender.
Despondent, the man says, 'I just found out that my wife is having an affair, so I'm going to drink myself to death. Whiskey, dammit!'
'Sorry for your trouble,' says the bartender, 'but I can't help you take your own life.'
'Well, what would you do in my situation?'
'I certainly wouldn't kill myself,' answers the barman. 'If I found out that my wife was having an affair, I'd kill the guy.'
'That's a great idea,' says the man, and runs out of the bar.
A few hours go by and the bartender is getting more and more nervous, hoping he hasn't just talked someone into committing a murder. Finally the customer comes back in with a big smile on his face and plonks himself down at the bar. 'Well,' says the bartender, 'did you kill the guy?'
'Nope,' says the man. 'I slept with your wife. Whiskey, dammit!'
Boru
Despondent, the man says, 'I just found out that my wife is having an affair, so I'm going to drink myself to death. Whiskey, dammit!'
'Sorry for your trouble,' says the bartender, 'but I can't help you take your own life.'
'Well, what would you do in my situation?'
'I certainly wouldn't kill myself,' answers the barman. 'If I found out that my wife was having an affair, I'd kill the guy.'
'That's a great idea,' says the man, and runs out of the bar.
A few hours go by and the bartender is getting more and more nervous, hoping he hasn't just talked someone into committing a murder. Finally the customer comes back in with a big smile on his face and plonks himself down at the bar. 'Well,' says the bartender, 'did you kill the guy?'
'Nope,' says the man. 'I slept with your wife. Whiskey, dammit!'
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax