a funny little story.....

[flying_wahini]

Ole goes into the bar after Lena had been out of town for a long while. He was in a bad mood and getting meaner by the drink. He finally ran out of money.

The bartender says to Ole, "Ya ain't gettin nothin free around here unless you can do three things.
First, throw that big burly guy at the end of the bar out of here. He is the toughest son-of-a-gun that I know.
Then, after you get rid of him, go out back and pull that bad tooth out from my snarly old dog. You’ll hear him out there growling.
Last, there is my 80 year old grandma upstairs who hasn’t had any 'loving' in twenty years- go make her happy."

Ole, knowing that he is over a barrel, says, "Oh cripes!" and keeps drinkin his last drink. He finishes it, stands up, and says, "Okay, I’m ready for dat big mean son-of-a-bitch". He rushes over to the giant and all of a sudden chairs are crashing, bottles are breaking and there are lots of fists, teeth, and boots flying. Ole finally heaves him through the front window, staggers back to the bar, and says, "As soon as I catch my breath I'll take care of dat old dog of yours".

After a minute or two, Ole heads out back and all you can hear is growling and hollering and it sounds like the dog is winning. This goes on for 10-15 minutes and finally the old dog starts whimpering.
Ole comes staggerin' back in and says to the bartender, "Vell, dat vasn't as bad as I thought it vould be.

Now, vhere is your old granny vith da bad tooth?".