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A man walks into a bar and sits down. He starts dialing numbers like there's a telephone in his hand, then puts his palm up against his cheek and begins talking.
Suspicious, the bartender walks over and tells him this is a very tough neighborhood and he doesn't need any trouble here.
The man replies, "You don't understand. I'm very hi-tech. I had a phone installed in my hand because I was tired of carrying the cellular."
The bartender says "Prove it."
The man dials up a number and hands his hand to the bartender. The bartender talks into the hand and carries on a conversation.
"That's incredible!" says the bartender. "I would never have
believed it!"
"Yeah", said the guy, "I can keep in touch with my broker, my
wife, you name it. By the way, where is the men's room?"
The bartender directs him to the men's room.
The man goes in and 20 minutes go by and he doesn't return.
Fearing the worst given the neighborhood, the bartender goes into the men's room to check on him and sees him is spread-eagled up against the wall with a roll of toilet paper in his mouth.
"Yikes!" said the bartender. "Did they rob you? Are you hurt?"
The man motions for a paper and pen and writes, "No, I'm ok.
I'm just waiting for a fax."
Once, during Prohibition, I was forced to live for days on nothing but food and water.
~W.C. Fields
Hi-tech
The country of Tanzania has an island called Mafia.
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