I met a one-legged lady at the bar
Out of curiosity, I asked her how she lost her leg.
“Well, it’s due to me being a great negotiator.”
Do tell.
“You see, I had a business trip down to Brazil, and I was able to get a private pilot to fly me for a quarter of the cost of a commercial airline. Unfortunately, the plane malfunctioned and we crash landed in the Amazon.”
Ah, so you cheaped out and lost your leg in the crash.
“No no, we were both perfectly fine. However, we landed in a territorial tribe’s land. They were going to kill us, but with my amazing negotiation skills we got out alive.”
You convinced them to only take a leg?
“What? No, they let us go in exchange for a bag of chips I had on me. They even escorted us out of the jungle and pointed us in the direction of the nearest city. Unfortunately, during the trek to civilization I got a severe infection in my foot.”
Ah, so you lost your leg to an infection.
“Goodness, no! I had some antibiotics on me, so I was able to keep it well enough until we reached the city. I wasn’t able to make a full recovery though, and had to return to the US immediately for medical attention. Fortunately, they were able to help me and I am now healthier than ever!”
That doesn’t explain anything! Why is your leg gone then?
“Well, the medical bill was going to cost me an arm and a leg, but I managed to negotiate it down to just the leg.”
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