Okay, ya'll are going to force me to post in this thread...
A guy walks into a bar with an octopus. The bartender immediately tells him that pets are not allowed.
This isnt a pet, it's a musician the guy argues, and I'll prove it.
If my octopus can't play any instrument in here, I'll buy the next round of drinks. But if he can, then I drink free.
Thinking he has cant lose, the bartender agrees and points towards the piano in the corner.
The patron sits the octopus on the bench and it quickly plays a rendition of Beethovens 5th.
Amazed, someone hands the octopus a fiddle and it plays a rousing version of "The Devil went down to Georgia."
Reaching behind the bar, the bartender says "I have something he won't be able to play" and pulls out a set of bagpipes.
The octopus takes the bagpipes and turns them over and over for several minutes.
"Hurry up and play it, you're making me look bad!" his owner hissed.
"Play it hell! As soon as I figure out how to get these pajamas off it, I'm gonna have sex!"