A Man Walks into a Bar...

...and sits down next to a drunk.

To the bartender he proclaims, "I would like a shot of 25 year-old scotch!"

"Right away, sir!" says the bartender. He reaches under the bar, pours a shot of 6 year-old scotch, and puts it on the bar. The customer picks it the glass, swirls it, gives it a sniff, sips it, and exclaims, "That is NOT 25 year old scotch! That's 6 year-old scotch and not a day older! I asked for 25 year-old scotch!"

This gets the drunk's attention, as he lifts his eyes away from his own drink. The bartender, caught shorting the customer, says "My apologies, I didn't hear the 25 year-old part!" He reaches under the bar, pulls out a 12 year-old bottle, and pours another shot. The customer picks it the glass, swirls it, gives it a sniff, sips it, and exclaims, "Are you deaf? That is NOT 25 year-old scotch! That's 12 year-old scotch and I distinctly asked for 25 year-old scotch!

Now the drunk is REALLY interested, and gets up from his stool, wandering slowly away. The bartender, again caught shorting the customer, says "My apologies, the lighting isn't so good under there. Ah, I think I see it now!" But all he has is 24 year-old scotch. He pours another shot. “There you go, sir!” The customer picks it the glass, swirls it, gives it a sniff, sips it, and exclaims, "Well, that is the best you have served me yet, but that's 24 year-old scotch and I distinctly asked for 25 year-old scotch!

As the drunk wanders back, the bartender says, "Sir, you are the greatest connoisseur of scotch I've ever known! All your drinks tonight are on the house!"

The drunk puts down a glass, and says, "Try that!" The customer takes a swig, and says, "My God, that's urine!"

The drunk slurs, "Right again! How old am I?"