Bob owned a pub in Ludhiana, and in the summertime, a swarm of flies seemed to just hover over the buffet table.
This had been going on for about a month.
Joe, the neighborhood mooch, walked in one day.
“I’m not giving you another free beer!” Bob hollered as he noticed Joe.
Joe was not without a plan, however. He approached Bob and offered him a deal.
“I’ve been noticing these flies for the last few weeks. If you’ll give me a shot, I’ll k1ll every one of them for you.”
Bob gave him the agreed-upon shot. Once he had downed it, Joe got up and headed for the door.
“All right,” he shouted, “send them out – one at a time!”
