A man walks into a bar and asks the bartender for a glass of 100-year-old scotch.
The bartender thinking the guy doesn’t know any better grabs a cheap bottle and pours a glass. The man immediately spits it out and says “I told you I wanted 100-year-old scotch”
The bartender figures the guy knows a little, and pours a glass of 12-year-old scotch. The man takes a sip and spits it out and says “I told you. I want 100-year-old scotch, this is only 12-year-old scotch.
The bartender realizes the guy knows his stuff, and grabs his finest bottle of 36-year-old scotch, thinking there is no way this man knows the difference. The man takes a sip, spits it out and says, “Look, that was 36-year-old scotch. I’m going to tell you one last time. 100-year-old scotch or nothing.”
The bartender realizes he has no choice, and goes into the cellar. He finds an old dusty bottle, brings it up, pours a glass and hands it to the man. He takes a sip and goes “oh man. That is some good 100-year-old scotch”
Meanwhile, a drunk at the end of the bar has been watching this whole thing. He walks up to the man with a drink and says “here, try this”
The man spits it out and says “Dear god. That tastes like piss!”
The drunk says, “yeah, but how old am I?” |