Guy goes into a bar, and says to the bartender, “If I show you something amazing, will you give me a free drink?”
The bartender says, “I’ve seen a lot of things in my life. It would take a hell of a lot to amaze me.”
But the guy keeps on asking him. So finally the bartender says sure.
The guy reaches into his coat pocket, pulls out a tiny piano. And from his right pants pocket, he pulls out a rat. The rat sees the little piano, sits on the little stool and starts slamming out a funktastic jazz beat; soon, the entire bar is swinging and swaying.
The bartender is amazed. He gives the guy a drink, and says, “I’ll buy that rat for a thousand dollars.”
Guy goes, “Sorry, he’s not for sale. But if I show you something even more amazing, can I get free drinks for the night?”
And the bartender says, “You just showed me a piano-playing rat. There’s no way you can possibly top that. Deal.”
So the guy reaches into his left pants pocket and pulls out a frog. The frog sits next to to the piano, and as the rat changes songs, the frog launches into a powerful blues piece. His voice is brilliant, rich and deep, and before long half the patrons are blubbering into their drinks.
The bartender says, “My god! I’m just blown away. Free drinks for you, for the night. But…would you sell the frog?”
The guy goes, “Name your price.”
“1,000”
“No.”
“5,000”
“No.”
“10,000”
“Sold.”
And the guy gives the frog to the bartender in exchange for $10,000, upon which the bartender leaves, planning his world tour.
The guy sitting next to the first guy turns and asks, “Dude! Why did you sell such an amazing frog for $10,000! You could have gotten millions!”
And the first guy chuckles, and says “I did it because the rat is a ventriloquist.”