A guy goes into a bar with his pet octopus and says, “I bet $50.00 that no one here has a musical instrument that this octopus can’t play.” The people in the bar look around and someone fetches out an old guitar. The octopus picks it up, tunes the strings and starts playing. His owner pockets fifty bucks. Next comes a guy with a trumpet. The octopus takes the horn, wiggles the valves a few times, licks its lips and plays a fantastic jazz solo. His owner pockets another fifty bucks. The bartender disappears out back, returns a few moments later with a set of bagpipes, and says, “If your octopus can play that, I’ll give you a hundred dollars.” The octopus looks at the bagpipes, lifts them up, turns them over, and looks again from another angle. The puzzled octopus’ owner interrupts his pet’s concentration, and says, “Well? Are you going to play it or not?” The octopus says, “Play it? Hell! I’m trying to figure out how to take off its pajamas!”