Beer lovin' pilot

[Kip Powick]

A pilot walks into a bar and notices he's the only one there, apart from the

barkeep, who's on the phone. The barkeep signals him that he'll be with

him in a minute. The pilot nods and bellies up to the bar to wait.

Suddenly, he hears a little voice say, "Hey, you're looking pretty sharp

today. New suit?"

The pilot looks around but can't see anyone else in the place. He hears the

voice again. "Seriously...you are looking good, chum. Have you lost

weight?"

The pilot looks around again and still doesn't see anyone. "Hello?" he

asks. "Is someone speaking to me?"

"You bet! I just had to say that I thought you were looking just super!"

A bunch of other tiny voices suddenly rose in agreement. The pilot realizes

now that these voices are coming from a bowl of beer nuts on the bar in

front of him. He stares at them as the barkeep finally hangs up and comes

to serve his only customer. "What'll you have?" asks the barkeep.

"What?... Oh, a pint of ale, I guess", mutters the jet jock, still staring at

the nuts. He finally looks up at the barkeep drawing his pint. "What's the

deal with these nuts?" he asks.

The barkeep brings the pilot’s pint over and sets it before him. "They're

complimentary", he shrugs.