A man walks into a bar and sits down for a beer. Now, this guy likes his
beer, so when he sees a sign behind the bar that claims, "A lifetime's
free beer for he or she who can pass the test," he starts thinking this
could be his lucky day. When the owner of the bar comes in, the man says
to him, "So what's this about some test, then?"


The owner says, "Well, I'll tell you this much: many have tried and many
have failed my test and to this day none has passed! It consists of
three parts. The first part is simple: just drink one whole gallon of
pure jalape*o-laden tequila in one go, without shuddering or uttering a
noise. The second part is a little more difficult: there's a vicious
croc outside -- a pet of mine -- and he's got a sore tooth. You have to
wrestle him unconscious and get that tooth out using only your bare
hands! The third part is tough, too: there's a woman upstairs who hasn't
had an orgasm in her 70 years on this earth, and you have to give her
what she wants! Complete the three and you will drink free beer in this
bar to the end of your days!"


Now the man thinks that maybe it's going to be too tall an order, and he
settles down for a decent evening's drinking. After a couple of hours
the beer brain takes over and he starts to think, "You know, I reckon I
could chin that 'kila', take the 'croc and I could do that bird -- hell,
yes!" So he shouts for the owner to come out and watch him pass the
test: "Gizza go on that tequila, why don'tcha?"


The owner puts the gallon jar of tequila on the bar and the man picks it
up. He drains the whole huge bottle without saying a word and the tears
stream from his eyes. Then he walks outside and for the next 20 minutes
the sound of beating, ripping and screaming comes from the backyard.
Then, the door is kicked open and the man is standing there with his
shirt ripped to shreds, covered in mud and sweat and panting for breath.

And he says,































"Now, where the hell's that woman with the bad tooth?"

 

 

 

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