We had a busy Saturday night at the restaurant where I had recently worked. The owner suddenly came out from the kitchen and handed me some money. 'We are in trouble, we're out of quarters! Our customers are waiting. Go next door and get me $50 worth.'
I ran to the shop next door, but a cashier said he was not allowed to give out that many quarters. In my hurry I sprinted to the next shop a block away to get the missing quarters, but it was closed. At the gas station farther down the street, the clerk took pity. Finally he gave me five rolls of quarters. Thirty minutes after I had left, I handed the coin rolls to the owner.
'Where are the missing quarters?' he asked.
'Right here, here you are,' I said breathlessly.
His face sank. 'I meant chicken quarters.'
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