Mark goes into a bar and orders a drink.
Dabbles, the bartender, looks Mark up and down and says "No way. I don't think you can pay for it."
Mark says "Some crooked you are, but you're right. I haven't got a cent in me pocket, but if I show you something you aven't seen before, will you give us a drop of the hard stuff?"
Dabbles says "Sure, why not. BUT, only if what you show me isn't risque. I don't want to see any of that."
"Deadly!" says Mark, as he reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a hamster. He puts the hamster on the bar and it runs to the end of the bar, down a barstool, across the room, up the piano, jumps on the key board and starts playing Gershwin songs. And the hamster is really good.
Dabbles says, "You're right. I've never seen anything like that before. That hamster is truly good on the piano."
Mark downs the drink and asks the bartender for another.
"Money or another miracle, else no drink," says Dabs.
Mark reaches into his coat again and pulls out a frog. He puts the frog on the bar, and the frog starts to sing. He has a marvelous voice and great pitch, a fine singer.
Joe, who's been watching, puts down his drink, runs over from the other end of the bar and offers Mark $500 for the frog.
Mark says "It's a deal." He takes the five hundred and gives the frog to Joe, who runs out of the bar with it.
Dabbles says to Mark , "Moron. You sold a singing frog for $500? It must have been worth millions. You must be crazy!"
"Not to worry my sonny b'y," says Mark. "That there hamster is also a ventriloquist!"
