A drunk blonde woman was sitting at a bar says to the barman,
“Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
The barman mixes her drink and puts in down in front of her.
A few minutes later, she calls him over and says, “Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
He rolls his eyes but mixes her drink anyway and sets it down in front of her.
A few minutes later, she waves him over again and says, “Barfender, I’d like a marhini for my heartburn.”
The barman looks her up and down and says,
“First off, it’s bartender, not barfender. Second off, it’s martini, not marhini. And third, you don’t have heartburn, your boob is in the ashtray.”
