A couple good ol' boys decide to stop at a saloon on their way through a small town. It’s a crowded dive of a place and the only place to sit was a couple stools next to a spittoon. Bill and Larry were looking forward to some drinks, so they belly up. It quickly became apparent why no one wanted to sit there, as the tobacco-chewing regulars were constantly coming up to use the spittoon. Both guys are three sheets to the wind when Bill tells Larry he’ll give him $20 if he takes a single swig out of the spittoon: Larry: “Hell no! That’s DISGUSTING and there’s NO WAY I’m doing that for $20!” Bill: “What if I offered you $50?” Larry: “As much as I could use the money, it’s still not worth it. That shit is FOUL!!” Bill: “OK. Would you do it for $100??” Larry thinks for a minute, and decides to go for it. He picks up the spittoon, tips it, and takes a slurp. He *keeps* slurping and slurping, gagging with every swallow, until the spittoon is empty. He slams down the spittoon, wipes his mouth, and (looking a little green around the gills) holds out his hand for the money: Bill: “Here’s your $100, but WHY IN THE HELL DID YOU DRINK ALL OF IT WHEN ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS TAKE *ONE SIP*??” Larry: “I couldn’t stop. It was all one piece.”