It would never work... i hope!

A guy walks into a bar and sits down. He starts dialing numbers like there is a telephone in his hand, then puts his palm up against his cheek and begins talking. Suspicious, the bartender walks over and tells him that this is a very tough neighbourhood and he dosen't want any trouble.

The guy replied "You don't understand. I'm very hi-tech. i had a phone instlled in my hand because i was tired of carrying the cellular." The bartender says "Prove it." The guy dials up a number and hands his hand to the bartender who carries on a conversation.

"That's incredible!" says the bartender. "i never would have believed it!" "Yeah", said the guy, "I can keep in touch with my broker, my wife, you name it. By the way, where is the men's room?" The bartender directes him to the men's room.

The guy goes in and 5, 10, 20 minutes go by and he dosen't return. Fearing the worst given the neighbourhood, the bartender goes into the men's room to check on the guy. The guy is spread-eagled up against the wall. His pants are pulled down and he has a roll of toilet paper up his butt.

"My my god!" said the bartender. "Did they rob you? Are you hurt?"

The guy turns and says, "No, no. I'm ok. I'm just waiting for a fax."