joke.

Stuck in a strange city by bad weather, the drinker was bored. He sat in the bar and looking to strike up a conversation, turned to bartender and said, "Hey, about those Democrats in the Congress . . . " The bartender interrupted, "Stop -- I *don't* permit talk about politics in my bar!" A few minutes later the gent tried again, "People say about the Pope . . . " Again, the bartender cut in, "No religion talk, either." "Look, how about sex. Can I talk sex?" The bartender thought for a second and replied, "Sure." "Good," said the man, "then fuck you.