A bar advertised a Piano Player
A sign in the window of a bar advertised a Piano Player and one day a scroungy-looking old guy entered the bar asking about the job.
The bartender was put off by the man’s looks but pointed him to the piano in the corner.
As the old man began to play, the room was filled with the most beautiful, melodious music anyone in the bar had ever heard.
During the song, all talk stopped and when the music ended, the patrons leapt to their feet; yelling and applauding wildly.
“Hey, Old Timer,” said the barkeep.
“You’re really good. What was that beautiful song?”
“I call it ‘Drop them underclothes, Mamma, I’m gonna do ya all night long.”
Momentarily stunned, the bartender held his temper and said,
“Interesting title. Do you have another?”
The old man nodded and broke into a foot-stomping honky-tonk piece that brought the bar patrons to their feet.
The crowd clapped along until it was finished, then broke into a thunderous round of applause and filled his tip mug to overflowing.
“You are amazing,” exclaimed the barkeep.
“Just amazing! What do you call that one?”
“Oh, that’s a little ditty I call ‘I wanna spank yer bare bum, baby, till you scream and holler’.”
The bartender held his tongue — the guy was certainly good, despite the outrageous song titles.
Then, the piano man rose, excused himself, and shuffled off to use the restroom.
While he was gone, the patrons begged the bartender to give the eccentric old musician the job.
So, when the old man returned, the barkeep said,
“Mister, you are the greatest piano player I’ve ever heard. If you want the job, it’s yours.”
Suddenly, the barkeep noticed that the man had not finished his trip to the restroom.
Not wanting to embarrass the old fellow, he leaned toward him and whispered,
“Sir, do you know your pecker’s hanging out for all the world to see?”
“Know it?” the geezer grinned.
“Hell, I wrote it!”