Another terrible joke

Three men were sitting in their favorite bar pounding some ale. When the ale got the best of them they began to brag. Brag and brag they did. Then the subject of who is tougher than who came up and the alcohol influenced discussion got serious; I mean real serious.

One fellow jumped from his chair and ran to the bar and slammed his finger down on the bar. “Bartender cut that sonofabitch off, will ya?”

The bartender asked him if he was serious and the man said damn straight. The bar tender took out a cleaver out from under the bar and SMACK; he chopped the finger clear off.

The second man not to be out done charged up to the bar and laid his whole hand on the bar and said, “Bartender cut that fucker off.”

Out came the cleaver and the man lost his hand.

The third man knew he had to get back some of his dignity so he walked to the bar, unzipped his trousers and flopped his nine-inch pecker on the bar. The other two new amputees ran to his side as the bartender approached him with cleaver in hand. “Do you want me to cut that off too?” asked the bartender.

“No’” said the man. “Just kiss it a couple of times, it’ll go off by itself.”