A young man was walking by a slightly seedy looking cafe, when he noticed a sign in the window offering a free dinner. A genuine dinner was an event our hero hadn't took part in for a particularly long time, so in he went, found the boss, and requested the publicized free meal.
The chief explained, with a grin, that there was a bet involved. First our man had to drink a bottle of very spicy barbecue sauce. Next, there had been an alligator in the back room with a bad tooth, which he must remove, and eventually, he'd have to apply two coats of nail polish, to the waitress's toes.
The child grabbed the can of barbecue sauce, drank it right down, and proceeded to the back room. There was thumping, banging, scratching, and a scream or 2. Just when you assumed it could not go on any longer, the kid appeared from the back room, his clothes ripped, his hands bloody. He went direct to the counter, asked for another jar of that barbecue sauce, drank each drop, and returned to the back room. This time, the noise was incredible. If you can imagine what it might sound like if a semi van drove through a china shop and into a pet store, you would be getting near to the awful racket exiting that room.
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
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