A fellow walks into his favorite local bar and finds one of the most interesting things he's ever seen. There's a stranger sitting at the bar, which is not in itself unusual, but beside his mug of beer there's a very small piano, a bench, and a very small man (about a foot high) seated at the piano playing beautiful classical music.
'That's amazing!' says the fellow to the stranger.
'Isn't it?' the stranger replies with a slightly jaundiced eye.
'Yeah...I mean, that's really the most amazing thing ever! Where'dja get it?'
The stranger heaves a weary sigh. Obviously he has explained this before. 'I was out back in the alley behind the bar, and I found this old lamp. I rubbed it and a genie came out. The genie granted me one wish. Well...this is what I got!'
'Really?' says the fellow. 'That's real interesting. Ummm...what did you do with the lamp?'
'Threw it back down in the alley. I was only allowed this one wish.'
'That's fascinating. Errrr...well, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll see if I can find it!'
'Figured you would.'
So the fellow goes into the alley behind the bar. He looks around for the lamp amid the trash and refuse, and eventually finds it. He rubs it and, sure enough, a genie comes out.
'You may have one wish, and one wish only,' intones the genie.
Well, the fellow has always wanted to be rich. After all, if he had enough money he could make a LOT of wishes come true. 'Okay,' he says. 'I want a million bucks!'
'Your wish is granted,' says the genie, and then disappears.
Suddenly, the sky is darkened by a million quacking waterfowl. Shaking his head ruefully, the fellow realizes that the genie has misheard him, but there's nothing to do about it now. He goes back into the bar--the stranger with the amazing foot-high musician is still there.
'Well...did you find the lamp?'
'Did you meet the genie?'
'Did he grant you a wish?'
'He did...but I think I should tell you, your darn genie's a little hard of hearing!'
The stranger shakes his head again. 'You think I don't KNOW that? You think I actually requested a twelve-inch pianist?'