GRIS wrote:

THE SUN IS SHINING ON THE NATIONS THIS MORNING, CLEAR, COLD, NO WIND TO SPEAK OF. NICE START ON THE DAY.

WAS HAVING A DRINK THE OTHER NIGHT WHEN THIS GUY WALKED IN WITH A CAT-SIZE PET CARRIER. HE SAT DOWN AT THE BAR AND ORDERED A DRINK.

“WHATCHA GOT IN THE BOX”, I ASKED.
“YOU WON’T BELIEVE IT “, HE SAID

HE PUT THE BOX ON THE BAR, KNOCKED ON THE TOP, AND OPENED THE DOOR. OUT WALKS A LITTLE MAN, NOT EVEN A FOOT TALL, IMPECCABLY DRESSED IN WHITE TIE & TAILS. THE GUY REACHES IN THE BACK OF THE BOX , COMES OUT WITH A MINIATURE GRAND PIANO, AND PUTS IT ON THE BAR. THE LITTLE MAN IN WHITE TIE WALKS OVER, PUTS UP THE LID, SITS DOWN AND STARTS PLAYING A CHOPIN NOCTURN.

MY MOUTH IS HANGING OPEN. “NO WAY!”
“YEAH, WAY. FOUND A GENIE IN A BOTTLE. MUST BE A LOW RANK GENIE; HE CAN ONLY GRANT ONE WISH.”
“NO SHIT? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HIM?”
“HE’S BACK IN HIS BOTTLE, OUT IN MY TRUCK”
“WILL HE GRANT ME A WISH? BRING HIM IN!”
“OK, BUT I GOT TO TELL YOU, BE CAREFUL. SPEAK LOUD AND ENUNCIATE CLEARLY, HE DOESN’T HEAR WELL.”
“A DEAF GENIE?”
“YEAH, DO YOU REALLY THINK I ASKED FOR A TEN INCH PIANIST?”