12 Inch Pianist
A man walks into a bar and sets a paper bag down beside him.
The bartender comes over to get his order and sees a small 12-inch man getting out of the bag.
The tiny man is in a tux, and he proceeds to pull the sides of the bag down, which exposes a small baby grand piano.
The bartender is fascinated and asks the customer where he got the small man.
As the small man starts to play, the customer produces a magic lamp and says that this is how he got the piano player.
The bartender, always wanting to make some money, asks if he can use the lamp.
"Sure, go ahead" the customer replied.
The barkeep rubs the lamp and out pops a genie.
"Give me a million bucks," he tells the genie.
"Your wish is my command," says the genie, and he claps his hands.
The bar is suddenly filled with ducks and feathers.
"I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks. Your genie is deaf!" yells the bartender.
"You're telling me! Do you think I wished for a 12-inch pianist?" the customer replies.
The bartender comes over to get his order and sees a small 12-inch man getting out of the bag.
The tiny man is in a tux, and he proceeds to pull the sides of the bag down, which exposes a small baby grand piano.
The bartender is fascinated and asks the customer where he got the small man.
As the small man starts to play, the customer produces a magic lamp and says that this is how he got the piano player.
The bartender, always wanting to make some money, asks if he can use the lamp.
"Sure, go ahead" the customer replied.
The barkeep rubs the lamp and out pops a genie.
"Give me a million bucks," he tells the genie.
"Your wish is my command," says the genie, and he claps his hands.
The bar is suddenly filled with ducks and feathers.
"I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks. Your genie is deaf!" yells the bartender.
"You're telling me! Do you think I wished for a 12-inch pianist?" the customer replies.