Joke I guess

A man walks into a bar and sits down on a bar stool next to a stranger and orders a beer.
The stranger has a little cloth bag in front of him on the bar and is sipping a beer.
The first man and the stranger look at each other with friendly looks on their faces.
The first man says, “Hi pal” and the stranger says “hi’ back to him. The first guy asks, 'Hey, whats in the bag”?
The stranger reaches into the bag, pulls out a tiny grand piano and sets it on the bar. Then he reaches in again and pulls out a foot-tall little man in a tux and sits him at the piano. The foot-high little man starts playing beautiful, moving classical music.

The first guy goes ,“Wow, that’s fantastic! where did you get them from”?
The stranger answers, Well about 6 months ago I was walking down the street and I passed a little shop and out of curiosity I walked in. The owner showed me a magic a magic lamp that if you rubbed it, a genie comes out and gives you one wish".

The first man says, "That’s great! Can I try it?. So the stranger reaches in his cloth bag and gives it to him.
The first man says, “I wish I had a million bucks”. All of a sudden there’s ducks everywhere. Flying, waddling, honking.
The first man says, "What the hell? That genie must be hard of hearing!.
The stranger says, "Well yes. You think I asked for a 12 inch Pianist?

Hey folks, if you don’t get the joke than look up somewhere how to pronounce the word for someone who plays the piano.

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An old man, Mr. Wallace, was living in a
nursing home.

One day he appeared to be very sad and
depressed.

Nurse Tracy asked him if there was anything
wrong,

“Yes, Nurse Tracy ,” said Mr.
Wallace.

“My Private Part died today, and I am
very sad.”

Knowing her patients were a little forgetful
and sometimes a little crazy, she replied,

"Oh, I’m so sorry, Mr. Wallace. Please

accept my condolences. "

The following day, Mr. Wallace was walking
down the hall with his Private Part
hanging out of his pyjamas.

He met Nurse Tracy. "Mr. Wallace,"
she said,

"You shouldn’t be walking down the hall like

that…

Please put your Private Part back inside
your pyjamas."

"But, Nurse Tracy I can’t,"
replied Mr. Wallace.

"I told you yesterday that my Private
Part died.

“Yes,” said Nurse Tracy, “you did tell me
that, but why is it hanging out of your
pyjamas?”

“Well,” he replied, “Today is the viewing.”