I wasn't able to post yesterday, so here it is:
This guy's sitting in a bar, when the door opens and in walks this guy carrying what looks like a big suitcase. Suitcase Guy sits down next to him, nodding once to him as he puts the suitcase on the floor, and orders a drink.
The first guy, curious, asks him "What's in the suitcase?"
The guy replies: "I'm a professional hitman. That's my gun."
"Really? No shit?.....can I see it?" the first guy asks.
"Sure," the hitman says, putting it on the bar and flipping open the clasps on the case.
The gun is in there, all disassembled and clean.
"Can I touch it?" he first guy asks.
Hitman thinks, then says, "Just the sight."
The guy takes out the sight and looks through it. "Wow...this is really powerful....I can see my house! Hey! There's my bedroom window! There's my wife...she's in bed, naked. Hey! There's my best friend, and he's....!" The guy suddenly looks at the hitman.
"How much you charge?!" he asks, pissed off.
"Thousand bucks a shot..." hitman says. The guy whips out the checkbook and writes him a check for two thuosand bucks.
Handing it over, he says "I want you to blow her fuckin' head off, and I want you to shoot him smack in the balls!"
Hitman shrugs and starts putting the gun together. He's sighting it in......sighting it in....sighting it in....
"Well, come on, come on! What the hell's taking you so long?" first guys asks, impatient.
Hitman says,
"Gimme a second, and I'll save you a thousand bucks."