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One evening at the tequila barrel a gentleman was trying to impress a lady he had just met. Buying her drinks and anyone else around them drinks.
When the guy came around selling rose’s he bought all of them. Soon everyone in the bar was just saying put it on his tab. After a couple of hours of this, the girl took off with someone else and the guy asked for his bill. The bill was itemized, but it was also about ten feet long. We cruised down fifth and than back on our way home, the guy was still sitting there looking at the bill with a waiter on his shoulder. Seemed to have sobered up quite a bit. I guess the only moral is not to put yourself in the position to be taken advantage of.
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