guy walked into a bar and sits down. He starts dialing numbers like a telephone
on his hand, then talking into his hand.
"Look this is a really tough neighborhood and I don't need any trouble."
"You don't get it. I'm very hi-tech. I had a phone installed in my hand
because I was tired of carrying a wireless phone."
"Oh yeah, prove it."
guy dials up a number and hands his hand to the bartender. The bartender talks
into the hand and carries on a conversation.
"That's incredible, I would never have believed it!"
"I can keep in touch with my broker, my girlfriend, anyone. By the way,
where is the restroom?"
bartender directs him to the men's room. The guy goes in and 5, 10, 20 minutes
go by and he doesn't return. Fearing the worst given the neighborhood, the bartender
goes into the men's room.
is the guy spread-eagle on the wall. His pants are pulled down and he has a
roll of toilet paper up his but.
"Oh my god! Did they rob you? Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm ok. I'm just waiting for a fax."