A man sits silently, waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor
comes in and informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms
or legs. The son is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises
him as well as he can, with love and compassion.
After 21 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad
takes him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is very proud of him
and orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the
bar patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in
disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol.
Swoooosh! Plop!! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then
bursts into whoops of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink
again. The patrons chant...
"Take another drink!"
The bartender continues to shake his head in dismay. The son takes
another sip and... Swoooosh! Plip! Plop!! Two arms pop out. The bar
goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again.
The patrons chant...
"Take another drink! Take another drink!!"
The bartender ignores the whole affair and goes back to polishing
glasses, shaking his head, clearly unimpressed by the amazing scenes.
By now the boy is getting a bit tipsy, but with his new arms and hands
he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Plop!
Plip!! Two legs pop out. The bar is in chaos!
The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks the Lord. The boy
stands up on his new legs, stumbles a bit to the left then staggers to
the right, through the front door, into the street, where a truck runs
over him and kills him instantly.
The bar falls absolutely silent. The father moans in grief. The
bartender sighs and says...
"Ya know... he should've quit while he was a head!.."