A young punker gets on the crosstown bus. He's got spiked,
multi-colored hair that's green, purple and orange. His
clothes are a tattered mix of rags, his legs are bare and he's without
shoes. His face and ears are riddled with pierced jewelery and his
earrings are big bright feathers. He sits down in the only vacant seat,
directly across from an old man who just glares at him for about ten
miles.
Finally the punk gets self conscious and spits at the old
man: "What'er you starin' at you old fart, didn't you ever do
anything wild when you were young?"
Without missing a beat the old man
replies: "Yeah. Back when I was in the Navy I got real drunk in
Singapore and screwed a parrot. I thought maybe you were my son.