AN OLD MAN WALKS INTO A BAR and asks for a
bottle of 40-year-old Scotch. The bartender, not
wanting to give up the good liquor, pours a shot
of 10-year-old Scotch and figures that the man
won’t be able to tell the difference. The man
downs the Scotch and says, ‘This Scotch is only
10 years old! I specifi cally asked for 40-year-old
Scotch.’
Amazed, the bartender reaches into a locked
cabinet underneath the bar, pulls out a bottle of
20-year-old Scotch, and pours the man a shot.
The man drinks it down and says, ‘That was 20-
year-old Scotch. I asked for 40-year-old Scotch.’
So the bartender goes into the back room, brings
out a bottle of 30-year-old Scotch, and pours the
man a drink. By now a small crowd has gathered
around the man and is watching anxiously as
he downs the latest drink. Once again the man
states the true age of the Scotch and repeats his
original request for 40-year-old Scotch.
The bartender can hold off no longer and
disappears into the cellar to get a bottle of
prime 40-year-old Scotch. Soon, the bartender
returns with the bottle and pours a shot. The 41
man downs the Scotch and says, ‘Now this is
40-year-old Scotch!’ The crowd applauds his
discriminating palate.
An old drunk, who had been watching the
proceedings with interest, raises a full shot glass
of his own and says, ‘Here, take a swig of this.’
The man takes the glass and downs the drink in
one swallow. Immediately, he chokes and spits
out the liquid on the fl oor. ‘My God! That tastes
like piss,’ he yells.
‘Great guess,’ says the drunk. ‘Now, how old am I?’
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