A man is waiting for his wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and
informs the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The son
is just a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can,
with love and compassion.
After 21 years, the son is now old enough for his first drink. Dad takes
him to the bar, tearfully tells the son he is proud of him and orders up
the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar patrons looking
on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes
his first sip of alcohol.
Swoooosh! Plop!! A torso pops out! The bar is dead silent; then bursts into
whoops of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The
patrons chant "Take another drink!"
The bartender continues to shake his head in dismay. Swoooosh! Plip!
Plop!! Two arms pop out.
The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink
again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink! Take another drink!!" The
bartender ignores the whole affair and goes back to polishing glasses,
shaking his head, clearly unimpressed by the amazing scenes.
By now the boy is getting tipsy, but with his new hands he reaches down,
grabs his drink and guzzles the last of it. Plop! Plip!! Two legs pop out.
The bar is in chaos.
The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks God. The boy stands up
on his new legs and stumbles to the left then staggers to the right through
the front door, into the street, where a truck runs over him and kills him
instantly. The bar falls silent.
The father moans in grief. The bartender sighs and says,
"He should've quit while he was a head."