A man walks into a bar

A man walks into a half empty bar and says to the bartender “If I show you something amazing will you give me a free drink?”

“You know bud,” the world-weary bartender says, “I’ve been in this business for a long, long time and it will take something pretty freaking special to impress me but if you think you can give it a shot”.

The man smiles and lifts a carry-on type suitcase onto the bar, opens it, reaches in and withdraws a small grand piano and places it on the bar. He reaches in again and this time takes out a small matching piano bench and put it on the bar in front of the piano. Next he takes out several pieces of sheet music appropriately sized and puts that on the piano. He stops and looks up at the bartender, smiles and says “Prepared to be amazed!”

Then with a flourish he reaches in and gently removes a very small man wearing a tuxedo and places him on the bench. After a few seconds of getting himself comfortable and arranging the music he starts playing Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata.

The bartender’ drops open as he listens to the music. After a minute he says “Wow! I gotta say it. I am impressed. What are you drinking?”

“Bourbon,” the man responds enthusiastically.

The bartender is mesmerized by the music and as the musician moves through the sonata’s movements he keeps
refilling the man’s glass. A small crowd has gathered and when he finished the people applauded wildly. The little musician didn’t stop there but kept playing. Mozart, Bach, Joplin and ended his performance with a pedal to the metal version of Great Balls of Fire.

When he was finished the man put everything back in the case and started to leave but the bartender grabbed his arm and stopped him.

“You gotta tell me where he came from,” he demanded

“Well,” said the man “that’s a funny story. It happen a couple of years ago when I was visiting family in Ireland. I went out for a walk one day in a wooded area and heard a voice calling out. A little squeaky voice. He seemed to be calling for help. So I left the path a come across a leprechaun who had his head stuck under a large rock.” He stopped and looked at the bartender but he said nothing so the he continued. “The rock was big and it took me a few minutes to move it but when I did he jumped up and gave me a hug and said he was very grateful for what I did and would grant me a wish”.

“And this is what you wished for?” said the flabbergasted bartender.

“Not really,” said the man. “The rock sitting on his head must have damaged his hearing and so I ended up with a 12” pianist.