I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:

A half-gallon of 2% milk

A carton of eggs

A quart of orange juice

A head of lettuce

A 1 lb. can of coffee

A 1 lb. package of bacon

As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunkenman standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of thecashier. While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated,'You must be single.'

I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by thederelict's intuition, since I indeed had never found Mr. Right. I lookedat the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual aboutmy selections that could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I said, 'Yes you are correct. Buthow on earth did you know that?'


The drunk replied, 'Cause you're ugly.

Those crafty observant drunks.