The Phone Guy

[deaf_girl]

The Phone GUY

A guy walks into a bar and sits down. He starts dialing numbers...like a

telephone... on his hand and talking into his hand. The bartender walks

over and tells him this is a very tough neighborhood and he doesn't need any

trouble here. The guy says, "You don't understand. I'm very hi-tech. I had

a phone installed in my hand because I was tired of carrying the

cellular."

The bartender says "Prove it." The guy dials up a number and hands his

hand to the bartender. The bartender talks into the hand and carries on a

conversation. "That's incredible", says the bartender... "I would never

have believed it!" "Yeah," said the guy, "I can keep in touch with my broker,

my wife, you name it.

By the way, where is the men's room?" The bartender directs

him to the men's room. The guy goes in and 5, 10, 20 minutes go by and he

doesn't return.

Fearing the worst given the neighborhood, the bartender goes into the

men's room. There is the guy spread-eagle on the wall. His pants are pulled

down and he has a roll of toilet paper up his butt. "Oh my god!" said the

bartender. "Did they rob you? Are you hurt?" The guy turns and says:

"No, I'm ok. I'm just waiting for a fax."