Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Drunks Say The Darnedest Things... (Thanks, Mr. Linkletter)
Once during a set break, one of the "clientele" came up to me and slurred politely, "Mind If I ask you a question"?.
I could see he was looking at the gold bars on my vibraphone.
"Go ahead" sez I.
"Are those real gold bars?" he asks.
Not being in the mood I sez, "ya- see those spaces, those are the ones that I sold when things got rough".
# posted by Arnold Faber @ 4:31 PM 
