A bloke walks into a pub and orders a pint and a chicken sandwich.
The barman, who is dressed in a pristine white coat, pulls on a pair of rubber gloves, takes a sparkling glass off the rack and pours the pint. Then he goes to the sandwich servery and unwraps a new plate from a cellophane wrapper and picking up a pair of st. steel tongs, places the sandwich on the plate and puts it on the counter before removing the gloves.
The bloke is amazed. "I'm amazed!" he said (See? I told you he was amazed).
The barman explains that the manager is a hygiene fanatic.
"That must make it difficult for you, "says the customer. "You know - if you need to take a leak for instance."
"Not at all," says the barman and points to a piece of string hanging out of his top pocket. "See this string? It's attached to my fly zip. All I do is tug on this and down goes the zip. A quick wriggle of the hips and out he pops. No need to touch him."
"Hang on," says the customer. "How do you get him back in?"
"Well," says the barman. "See these st. steel tongs...?"
Pete