Big John is Coming
A hustler is playing pool in a rough old town in the Wild West. The hustler asks the bartender about local action. The bartender tells him " there's plenty of good action, but if you ever hear that Big John is coming to town, drop everything and run for the hills!! He's the meanest, biggest, nastiest outlaw and pool hustler who's ever lived!!"
A few weeks pass uneventfully. But one afternoon, a local cowhand comes running through town yelling, "Big John is coming to town, run for your lives!"
The bar clears out in a hurry but the hustler has to finish his game. he starts to leave but quickly stops. A man is out front tying up the brahma bull he rode in on. He sees the huge man's silhouette in the doorway. He's at least 7 feet tall, thick and muscular, growling as he walks. He barges though the door, stomps up to the bar and demands, "I want a beer NOW!!" He pounds his heavy fist on the bar, splitting it in half. The bartender nervously hands the big man a beer, hands shaking. He takes the beer, rips the top of the bottle off with his teeth, and downs the beer in one gulp. He grabs the hustler's cue, makes a thunderous break, and runs three racks of nine ball, growling the entire time.
As the hustler cowers behind the bar, the big man walks over to the hustler and stares him cold in the eye. The hustler meekly asks him "Can I buy you a beer mister?"
The big man hands him back his cue and says "No, I have to leave. Didn't you hear Big John is coming to town?"