"Down that hall and first door on the right. Two minutes later the entire bar hears a bloodcurdling scream. One minute later, another bloodcurdling scream. The bartender, concerned, gets up to investigate. He peers into the bathroom, looks at the drunk, and says "What's with all the noise? You're scaring my customers." The drunk replies "Every time I try to flush this ing toilet, something squeezes my balls." The bartender says "You idiot, you're sitting on the mop bucket!"

 

Deja Vu?

 

Not that I remember.

 

Bump.

 

good one.