waitress brought his order out to him on a tray with her middle finger
immersed in the middle of his soup bowl.
"What the hell's the idea of putting your finger in my soup bowl?" the
man bellowed at the waitress.
"My doctor said the best thing for my rheumatism was to keep my finger
pressed in a warm damp place," the waitress informed him.
"Oh yeah, " the man shouted, "then why don't you take that finger and
of yours and shove it up your fat ass?"
"I'm sorry sir the waitress replied, but I already tried that before I
brought your soup out."
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