Whoops. Funny

One night, I went into a piano bar to have a drink with friends. When I glanced at the pianist, something seemed off, but I couldn’t figure out what.

Not wanting to stare, I looked again a few minutes later and realised what was wrong. I knew I had to act.

When the pianist finished and lit a cigarette, I approached him. Leaning in, I said, “Do you know your fly is open?”

He replied, “No, but if you hum a few bars, I’m sure I can play it.”