Another Round For The Wife, Bartender!
McQuillan walked into a bar and ordered martini after martini, each time
removing the olives and placing them in a jar. When the jar was filled with
olives and all the drinks consumed, the Irishman started to leave.
“S' cuse me”, said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had done,
“what was
that all about?”
“Nothin”, said the Irishman,
“my wife
just sent me out for a jar of olives!”