The local bar was sure that it's bartender was the strongest man
around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The bartender would
squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the
lemon
to a patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out
would win the money.
Many people had tried over time - weightlifters, longshoremen,
etc., - but nobody could do it.
One day this scrawny little man came in, wearing thick glasses and
a polyester suit (could he have been retired military??), and said in
a tiny,
squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet." After the laughter had died
down,
the bartender said OK, grabbed a lemon, and squeezed away. Then
he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man. The
crowd's
laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around
the
lemon and six drops fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid the $1000, and asked the
little man, "What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack, a
weightlifter,
or what." The man replied, "I work for the IRS."
the arthur 8>)
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