A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and
> informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The son
> is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can,
> with love and compassion.
>
> After 18 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad takes
> him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up
> the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking
> on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes
> his first sip of alcohol.
>
> Swoooosh! Plop!! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts
> into whoops of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son t o drink again. The
> patrons chant 'Take another drink!'
>
> The bartender continues to shake his head in dismay. Swoooosh! Plip!
> Plop!! Two arms pop out.
>
>
> The bar goes wild.. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink
> again. The patrons chant, 'Take another drink! Take another drink!!' The
> bartender ignores the whole affair and goes back to polishing glasses,
> shaking his head, clearly unimpressed by the amazing scenes.
>
>
> By now the boy is getting tipsy, but with his new hands he reaches down,
> grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Plop! Plip!! Two legs pop out.
> The bar is in chaos..
>
>
> The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up
> on his new legs and stumbles to the left, then to the right, then staggers
> right through the front door into the street where a truck runs over him
> and kills him instantly. The bar falls silent.
>
>
> The father moans in grief. The bartender sighs and says,
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
>
> (Wait for it)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
> (It's coming)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
> ( ready?)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
> (Don't hate me)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
> (You're going to hate me)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
>
> *
>
> (Take a deep breath)
>
> *
> *
>
> *
> *
>
> 'He should've quit while he was a head!'