It’s about 10 pm on a Wednesday night, and a guy sitting at a bar is about ready to go home.
Before he gets a chance to walk out, the bartender says to him, “Hey buddy, why’re ya goin’ home so soon? I usually see you here until past midnight. Something wrong?”
The guy responds, “No ain’t nothin’ wrong, just got a sore ass from sittin’ on this stool for so long.”
“Buddy, I got just the thing for ya.” says the bartender reaching up to the top shelf behind the bar. He pulls a bottle of pills, opens the bottle and hands the guy two pills.
The guy says, “What’re these, aspirin?”
“No,” says the bartender. “Stool softeners.”
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