McQuillan walked into a bar and ordered martini after martini,
each time removing the olives and placing them in a jar. When the jar
was filled with olives and all the drinks consumed, the Irishman
started to leave.
"S'cuse me", said a customer, who was puzzled over what McQuillan had
done, "What was that all about?"
"Nothin', said the Irishman, "my wife just sent me out for a
jar of olives!"
