Finally, out of desperation, the bartender sticks his finger under the skirt of the middle-aged waitress and puts it under the guy's nose.
"Tuna," he says.
The way I heard it was the bartender's wife and.... "Um, that'd be Sally, we had a bit of a fling a couple of days ago."
Okay, this one's a bit rude... orright, rather rude, but......
A guy walks into a biker bar and asks the prettiest looking woman there for a dance. The woman tells him to hang on a minute, she needs to speak with her other half. The other half says: "Look woman, can't you see I'm busy playing pool.... go and dance already."
So the woman goes back and starts dancing with the guy, who whispers in her ear that she has beautiful breasts and could he touch them. Outraged at the proposal the woman says: "Hang on a minute, I gotta go speak with my other half."
Upon telling her other half of the proposal, he responds with: "Look woman, can't you see I'm busy playing pool.... I've a lot of money riding on this game, go back and finish your dance, I'll come and sort him out later.
Again the woman goes back and continues dancing, and the guy, like he has some death wish or something, sticks his tongue in her ear and whispers that she has made him horny. "Hang on a minute, she retorts: "I gotta go speak with my other half."
The biker is getting quite impatient with his woman as he receives her complaint: "Look woman, I have a few more balls to pot, go back and finish your dance, I'll sort this guy out when I'm done here."
Again the woman goes back to dancing with the guy and again he whispers something offensive in here ear: "Now just you hang on a minute, she shrieks: "I'm going to see my other half about this."
Upon reaching her other half she implores him to go over and punch the guy's lights out: "Why, what's he done this time?"
"This time he said that he wants to stand me on my head, fill my ahem... er, lady parts full of beer and drink it... and I want you to go punch his lights out for being so disrespectful."
"To hell I will!!" exclaims the biker.
"Why not?" demands the woman.
"No way I'm fighting anybody who can drink that much."