The Silver Night Bar
Norman comes home utterly drunk one night. He lurches through the door and is met by his scowling wife, who is most definitely angry.
“Where the hell have you been all night?” she demands.
“At this unbelievable new bar,” Norman says. “The Silver Night Bar. Everything there is silver. It’s got huge silver doors, a silver floor, the works – even the urinal’s silver!”
The wife still doesn’t believe her husband’s story, and the next day checks the internet, finding a place across town called The Silver Night Bar. She calls up the place to check her husband’s story.
“Is this The Silver Night Bar?” she asks when the barman answers the phone.
“Yes it is,” barman answers.
“Do you have huge silver doors?”
“Do you have silver floors?”
“Most certainly do.”
“What about silver urinals?”
There’s a long pause, then the woman hears the barman yelling, “Hey, Steve, I think I got a lead on the guy that peed in your saxophone last night!”