During the Great Depression, there was this man who walked into a bar one day. He walked up to the bartender 

and said, "Bartender, I'd like to buy the house a round of drinks". The bartender said, "That's fine, but we're in the 

middle of the Depression, so I'll need to see some money first". The guy pulls out a huge wad of bills and sets 

them on the bar. Well, the bartender can't believe what he's seeing. "Where did you get all that money?" asked 

the bartender. "I'm a professional gambler", replied the man. The bartender said, "There's no such thing! I mean, 

your odds are 50-50 at best, right?" "Well, I only bet on sure things," said the guy. "Like what?" asked the 

bartender?

"Well, for example, I'll bet you $50 that I can bite my right eye." The bartender thought about it. "OK". So, the 

guy pulls out his false right eye and bites it. "Aw, you screwed me", said the bartender, and paid the guy his $50.
 
"I'll give you another chance. I'll bet you another $50 that I can bite my LEFT eye," said the stranger. The 

bartender thought again and said, "Well, I know you're not blind, I mean I watched you walk in here. I'll take that 

bet". So, the guy pulls out his false teeth and bites his left eye. "Aw, you screwed me again". "That's how I win so 

much money, bartender. I'll just take a bottle of your best scotch in lieu of the $50", said the man.

With that, the guy went to the back room and spent the better part of the night playing cards with some of the 

locals. After many hours of drinking and card playing, he stumbled up to the bar. The guy, drunk as a skunk, said, 

"Bartender, I'll give you one last chance. I'll bet you $500 that I can stand on this bar here on one foot and piss 

into that whiskey bottle on that shelf behind you without spilling a drop".

The bartender once again pondered the bet. The guy couldn't even stand up straight on two feet, much less one. 

"OK, you're on". The guy climbed up on the bar, stood on one leg, and began pissing all over the place. He hit the 

bar, the bartender, himself, but not a drop made it into the whiskey bottle.

The bartender was ecstatic. Laughing, the bartender said, "Hey pal, you owe me $500!" The guy climbed down off
 
the bar and said, "That's OK. I just bet each of the guys in the card room $1000 each that I could piss all over 

you AND the bar and still make you laugh!"