In Ireland, in a little known village in the country, is a "Wishing Pub". An American tourist happened on it by accident. He went in and looked around. The place was quite dark and he could hear a piano playing. As his eyes became used to the dim light, he could make out another door in the pub, obviously the public bar. He wandered in and immediately noticed the piano and unbelievably a tiny pianist about a foot tall was running up and down a piano stool as he played the piano. His playing was pretty good under the circumstances. The tourist, now able to see more clearly, noticed that there was now a barman behind the bar. So, he walked over and introduced himself. He asked the barman why the pub was called a wishing pub. The barman explained that, if you buy a drink and make a toast to the Leprechauns, then you can make a wish. So the American ordered a drink and raised his glass and said, "Here's to the Leprechauns" then took a swig from his glass. The barman said to him, "Now you can make your wish". So, the American wished, "I'd like to have a thousand bucks". There was a rushing noise, then a flapping noise and then a quacking noise and the next thing the bar was filled with a thousand DUCKS, on every surface in the bar. The American looked at the barman and said, "But, I wished for a thousand bucks". The barman replied, "You don't think I wished for a 12inch pianist, do you?"

Funny . I was thinking more along the lines of a thousand deer bucks.

🤣🤣🤣🤣 an oldie but still a goody 🤣

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