A Head
A Story by Rogerh
A funny thing happened 
| One night a man walked in a bar carrying a human head. He placed the head on the bar and told the bartender that it was his sons 18th birthday so he wanted to buy him a beer. The bartender shook his head and went and got a bottle of beer and sat it in front of the head. The father picked up the beer and put it to the mouth of the head and the head drank it.
POP! Out popped a body from the head.
“Wow! That was great. Let me have another one.”
The bartender went and brought back another beer and sat it in front of the head who now had a body. The father picked up the beer and put it to the mouth of the head who now had a body and he drank it.
POP! Out popped two legs and two arms.
“Wow! That was fantastic. Let me have another.”
The bartender went and brought back another beer and sat it in front of the head who now had a body two arms and two legs. The father picked up the beer and put it to the mouth of the head who now had a body and two arms and two legs and he drank it.
POP! POP! POP! POP! Out popped two hands and two feet.
“Wow! That was terrific. Let me have another.”
The bartender went and brought back another beer and sat it in front of the head who now had a body two arms and two legs and two hands and two feet. The father picked up the beer and put it to the mouth of the head who now had a body and two arms and two legs and two hands and two feet and he drank it.
POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! Out popped ten fingers and ten toes.
“Wow! That was amazing. Let me have another.”
The bartender went and brought back another beer. This time the son picked up the drink and drank it.
POP! The son popped and disappeared into nothingness.
The bartender looked at the father. The father looked at the bartender.
The bartender said, “I guess he should have quit when he was a-head” |
© 2017 Rogerh
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Added on October 7, 2017
Last Updated on October 7, 2017
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RogerhEl Paso, TX
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I was thrown into this world before the internet or cell phones made this world much smaller. I became another part of a poor but somewhat loving family that lived in Brookhaven Mississippi. Times wer.. more..
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