JEST FOR FUN

Paul walked into Skeeter's Pub about 7PM, just a few minutes past the time he showed up three or four times a week. "What'll it be tonight, Paul?" "Bottle of Sam Adams, please, Skeeter." "I had Adams on tap last night and you ordered a bottle of Guinness. Last week I had Guinness on tap and you ordered a bottle of Foster's. Last month I had Foster's on tap -- you wanted Beck's. Too bad at your young age you'll never be able to run for public office." Paul shrugged. "How so?" "Because you've spent the last year and a half avoiding the draft."