Wishing I had a Fur Coat to keep me Warm:

(since hair is one of, if not the primary theme today)

A good looking woman, wearing a sleeveless sun dress, walked into a pub on a Thursday night in Fort Wayne, Indiana.

She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and asked "What man here will buy a lady a drink?"



The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her, but down at the end of the bar, a steely-eyed JQP slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!"

The bartender poured the drink and the woman chugged it down.

She turned to the patrons and again pointed around at all of them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked, "What man here will buy a lady a drink?"

Once again, the one and the same JQP slapped his money down on the bar and said, "Give the pretty ballerina another drink!"

Then Joel the Barman approached JQP and said, "I say, old man, it's your business if you want to buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling her -- the ballerina?"



JQP replied, "Any woman who can lift her leg that high has got to be a ballerina!"

Adapted from Eye at http://eyerocker.blogspot.com/