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weewillie
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LEMON SQUEEZE
The local bar was so sure that its bartender
was the strongest man around that they
offered a standing $1000 bet.
The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all
the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon
to a patron. A nyone who could squeeze one
more drop of juice out would win the money.
Many people had tried over time - weightlifters,
longshoremen, etc. But nobody could do it.
One day a scrawny little man came in wearing
thick glasses and a polyester suit, and said in
a tiny, squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the bartender
said "okay", grabbed a lemon, and
squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains
of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence
as the man clenched his fist around the lemon
and six more drops of juice fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid him
the $1000, and asked the little man, "What do
you do for a living?Are you a lumberjack,
a weight lifter, or what?"
The man replied, "I work for Revenue Canada."
The local bar was so sure that its bartender
was the strongest man around that they
offered a standing $1000 bet.
The bartender would squeeze a lemon until all
the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon
to a patron. A nyone who could squeeze one
more drop of juice out would win the money.
Many people had tried over time - weightlifters,
longshoremen, etc. But nobody could do it.
One day a scrawny little man came in wearing
thick glasses and a polyester suit, and said in
a tiny, squeaky voice, "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the bartender
said "okay", grabbed a lemon, and
squeezed away. He then handed the wrinkled remains
of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence
as the man clenched his fist around the lemon
and six more drops of juice fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the bartender paid him
the $1000, and asked the little man, "What do
you do for a living?Are you a lumberjack,
a weight lifter, or what?"
The man replied, "I work for Revenue Canada."
