A woman stumbles into a bar. She plants herself on a stool and says: "Beertender, give me a dribble martuni".

The bartender serves her. She drains it off immediately.

A moment later she says: " Beertender, give me another dribble martuni".

She is served and again drains it off.

In a decidedly irritated voice, she calls out again: "Beertender, give me another dribble martuni -and this time give me a pickle too. I'm getting heartburn!".

The bartender approaches and says: " Look, lady, it's "bartender" not "beertender". It's a "double martini" not a "dribble martuni".

The bartender concludes: " You don't have heartburn. Your left tit is in the ashtray".