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The local hotel was so sure that its barman was the strongest man around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The barman would squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, then hand the lemon to a patron. Anyone who would squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the money.
Many people had tried over time (weight lifters, wharfies, etc) BUT NOBODY COULD DO IT
One day this scrawny little man came into the bar, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit with trousers pulled up over the waist, and said in a squeaky voice "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the barmanr said OK, grabbed a lemon and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the barman paid the man $1000, and asked him, "what do you do for a living?" Are you a sheep shearer, a weightlifter or what?!
The man replied, "I work for the IRD."
Many people had tried over time (weight lifters, wharfies, etc) BUT NOBODY COULD DO IT
One day this scrawny little man came into the bar, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit with trousers pulled up over the waist, and said in a squeaky voice "I'd like to try the bet."
After the laughter had died down, the barmanr said OK, grabbed a lemon and squeezed away. Then he handed the wrinkled remains of the rind to the little man.
But the crowd's laughter turned to total silence as the man clenched his fist around the lemon and six drops fell into the glass.
As the crowd cheered, the barman paid the man $1000, and asked him, "what do you do for a living?" Are you a sheep shearer, a weightlifter or what?!
The man replied, "I work for the IRD."