JACK WAS SPRAWLED across three seats in a cinema.
When the usher came by, he whispered, "I'm sorry, but you're only allowed one seat"
Jack didn't budge.
"Look," the usher cautioned, "if you don't get up, I'm going to have to call the manager."
Still, Jack stayed put.
The usher came back with the manager, but Jack didn't move an
inch, so they telephoned the police. "Right," said the officer. "What's your name?"
"Jack," he moaned.
"Where are you from, Jack?" the bobby asked.
"The balcony."
When the usher came by, he whispered, "I'm sorry, but you're only allowed one seat"
Jack didn't budge.
"Look," the usher cautioned, "if you don't get up, I'm going to have to call the manager."
Still, Jack stayed put.
The usher came back with the manager, but Jack didn't move an
inch, so they telephoned the police. "Right," said the officer. "What's your name?"
"Jack," he moaned.
"Where are you from, Jack?" the bobby asked.
"The balcony."
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