A fellow walks into a mystical pub, noticing a twelve-inch musician masterfully playing the piano. Intrigued, he approaches the bartender and inquires, “What’s up with this tiny pianist and all?” The bartender promises to explain later and instead tells the customer about the pub’s special promotion: “Before you order your drink, you get to make a wish by rubbing the enchanted ale bottle.”
Curiosity piqued, the fellow agrees and heads over to the mystical ale bottle, giving it a rub. With a sudden poof, a genie emerges, proclaiming, “You have one wish.”
The man thinks it over and finally wishes for a million bucks. A mysterious fog engulfs the room, and both the genie and the customer vanish, only for the man to reappear moments later, surrounded by a million quacking ducks.
In disbelief, he turns to the bartender and exclaims, “Hey! I didn’t want a million ducks.” The bartender sighs and responds, “Do you think I wanted a twelve-inch Pianist?”