DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A LONG ONE.
A man walks into a bar and finds a man playing a simply gorgeous piece of music on the bar's piano. Impressed, he approaches the pianist and asks, "That song is great. Did you write that?"
The pianist smiles and replies, "Yes sir I did."
"What's it called?"
"Well," the pianist replies, "it's called 'Every Time I Screw My Wife She Barks Like a Dog'."
Perplexed, the man says, "Good grief. Why'd you call it that?"
"All my music is named in this manner."
The man shrugs and says, "Well no matter. I have to organize a wedding reception for my nephew this weekend, and I could use a good piano-player. If you come and play like this I'll pay you a thousand bucks." The pianist agrees.
The night of the reception, the pianist is playing awfully. His music is discordant and melancholy. The man from the bar approaches, disappointed, and asks, "What's the problem? You were playing beautifully the other night!"
The pianist, with a sad look, says, "Well, my sex life hasn't been very good lately."
"Well go into the bathroom, do what you gotta do, and come back here and play good or I'm not paying you!"
So the pianist goes to the bathroom, does the deed, and returns and he's playing just fine.
Meanwhile, a woman approaches the piano and says to the man, "Sir, do you know your shirt's untucked, your zipper's down and you've got semen dripping down your pant-leg?"
The pianist looks up. "Know it?! I wrote it!"
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