A man walks into a bar and sees a mason jar full of money on the counter *""You sure get a lot of tips""* he says. ""That's not a tip jar"" says the bartender ""you see, we like to play a little game here. You put five bucks into the jar, you get three tasks, and if you complete them, the entire jar is yours. Wanna play? *""Sure, why not?""* ""Alright, here we go. You see that bottle of vodka on the counter? Drain it in one go. There's an angry doberman in the backyard. His right canine tooth hurts. Pull it out. And also, there's an old hag living in the apartment building opposite the bar. She hasn't had a man in almost 30 years. You'll have to sleep with her. What do you say?"" *""I guess I could do that""* He grabs the bottle and drains it. Then he stumbles drunkenly out of the bar and into the backyard. There's a great commotion - barking, shouting, whining, sounds of struggle... After a while he walks in, torn and bloodied, and says: *""Aaalright! Where's that old hag with a toothache?""*