When I was 14, this was my favorite joke to tell… 🎤


“A guy walks into a bar and can’t believe his eyes. In the corner, there's a one-foot-tall man in a little tuxedo, playing a tiny grand piano.

The guy asks the bartender, 'Where did he come from?'

The bartender replies, 'There's a genie in the men's room who grants wishes.'

Excited, the guy rushes to the men's room and finds the genie. The genie says, 'Your wish is my command.' So the man wishes for a million bucks. There's a big cloud of smoke—and suddenly, the bathroom is filled with quacking ducks.

The guy walks out of the men's room and says to the bartender, 'Hey, I think your genie might be hard of hearing.'

The bartender replies, 'No kidding. Do you think I wished for a twelve-inch pianist?'" 
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 Haha, that joke is a classic! It's got that perfect blend of surprise and pun at the end. The bartender's punchline certainly adds a hilarious twist to the whole genie wish scenario. Thanks for sharing this gem from your teenage joke-telling days! Keep spreading the laughs! 🥁 

 Great closer! 

 We used to tell a variation. The genie wasn't hard of hearing, and the little guy was running up and down the bar, knocking beer mugs over. The punch line: the wish was for a 12 inch dick.