A guy goes into a bar and asks the bartender for his best scotch.
The bartender reaches up to the top shelf and gingerly picks up a bottle of single malt, carefully pours a shot into a clean glass. The guy grabs the drink and throws it down his throat in one gulp.
The bartender is shocked. “Whoa! That’s 17-year-old nectar from the Scottish Highlands. It should be savoured and enjoyed, not gulped like a shot of cheap vodka.”
The guy says, “You’d drink it fast if you had what I have.”
“Why what do you have?” The guy replies “$1.20!”