COMPULSIVE GAMBLER

The compulsive gambler walked into a gay bar, ordered a drink and struck up a conversation with a fellow at the bar.

When his companion went to take a leak, the gambler turned to the guy n the other side of him and said boldly, "I bet you $200 you've got terrible hemorrhoids. "

Knowing this wasn't the case, the man readily agreed to the bet, stood up and pulled down his pants.

The gambler looked and looked, didn't find a single hemorrhoid. He promptly handed over the $200 and headed for the men's room.

The winner sat back down on his bar stool and delightfully recounted the story to his friend on his return.

To his surprise, his friend pales.

"That son-of-a-bitch! " he cried. "Just ten minutes ago he bet me a $1,000 he'd have you drop your pants in the middle of the bar...!"