Whisper: "Hey Shelby, tell me that ballerina joke."
Shelby: "A large woman wearing a sleeveless sunback dress walked into a bar. She raised her arm pointing at the patrons there, revealing a large, hairy underarm and said, "What man here would buy a lady a drink?"
The bar became silent and the patrons tried to ignore her, but a little owly-eyed drunk at the end of the bar slapped his hand down and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!" The bartender poured the drink and the woman chugged it down. Raising her arm again at the patrons, revealing the same hairy armpit, she again asked, "What man here would buy a lady a drink?"
Again the same drunk slapped his money down on the bar and bellowed, "Give the ballerina a drink!"
The bartender approached the drunk. "Look, man," he said, "It's your money and your business, but why do you keep calling her the ballerina?"
Replied the drunk, "Any woman that can raise her leg that high has got to be a ballerina!"
Whisper: "Holy smokes! That's the funniest joke I've heard in a long time!"
Shelby: "I know! Everytime I tell it, I fall to the ground laughing!"
