[chuckinca]

WHY YOU SHOULD NEVER QUESTION A DRUNK
>
> I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:
>
> A half-gallon of 2% milk,
> A carton of eggs,
> A quart of orange juice,
> A head of romaine lettuce,
> A 2 lb. can of coffee, and
> 1 lb. package of bacon.
>
>
> As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk
> standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the
> cashier.
>
> While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly
> stated, "You must be single."
>
> I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the
> derelict's intuition, since I am indeed single. I looked at the six
> items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about my
selections.
> Nothing,
> I thought, that could have tipped off the drunk as to my marital status.
>
> Curiosity getting the better of me, I said, "Well, you know what,
> you're absolutely right. But how on earth did you know that?"
>
> The drunk replied, "Cause you're ugly."