This is by Jim Ryan who has more punish adventures than most folks I know. He says, “I can’t remember if I mentioned this one to you, and, yes, it is true!”

I was sitting in a booth at a diner in Mullica Hill, New Jersey enjoying my favorite, blackened salmon. A fellow was sitting in the booth across the aisle from me. The waitress was bringing him his order, holding the tray up over her shoulder, when she tripped. The contents of the tray spilled into the man’s lap. Somehow sensing that the trip was just an accident, he looked first down in his lap and then up at her and calmly stated, “Waitress, there’s a soup in my fly!”