a pig snuffles into a bar and orders a beer.
barman says, 'hey. you’re a pig.'
'well you got me there! says the pig.
'you know what I mean,’ says the barman.
'you can talk-that’s pretty unusual for a pig.'
'yeah, well, freaks of nature do happen sometimes,’ replies the pig. ‘now gimme a beer will ya?'
the barman serves him up one and asks if he lives in the area.
'nah, I just work around here-over on the building site actually,' the barman nods and they chat a bit more. each day after that, the pig snuffles and snorts his way into the bar during his lunch breaks. about a week or so after the pig and the barman first began talking, a circus comes to town. the circus owner comes in for a pint at midday one day, just as the pig is ordering a beer. after the initial shock of seeing a talking pig, the circus owner approaches him and says, 'hey, you should join my circus. you’d make a lot of money.'
'hang on,’ says the pig . 'you work in a circus right?' 'yeah.'
'that’s like one of those tent things, isn’t it? With a big pole in the middle?’
‘that’s right.’
‘the tent’s made out of canvas, right?’
‘of course,’ replies the circus owner
‘one hundred percent canvas.’
The pig gives the circus owner a very puzzled look
‘so why in hell would you want a bricklayer?’
2006-09-02
04:31:16
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