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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nikonpup" data-source="post: 765242" data-attributes="member: 9922"><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">Owner of a liquor shop gets a call in the middle of the night. A slightly panicky voice on the other end asks, "This is Jack Noonan, and it's kind of an</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">emergency. When does your shop open?" The liquor shop owner replies in an exasperated voice, "I just closed half an hour ago. So it won't open till</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">tomorrow morning." A couple of hours later the owner is again woken up with a call from Noonan who now sounds as though he is intoxicated, "How</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">long till you open? My need is urgent." The shop owner loudly says, "I told you, it won't open till morning!" A few hours later, "When will your shop</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">open?" cries Noonan, who is now smashed. The owner, now at the cusp of righteous wrath, shouts back, "You drunken fool! I told you - in the</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">morning! And you don't sound like you need any liquor by the</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">way your night's been going." Noonan is slightly puzzled by the shop owner's comment, so in his heavily intoxicated voice he slurs, "I've plenty of</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit"></span></span></p><p> <span style="color: #000000"><span style="font-family: inherit">liquor. What I need is a way out from your shop."</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>

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