Rodney walks into a bar and says, “Bartender, give me two shots. One for me and one for my best buddy here.”
The bartender says, “You want both drinks now or do you want me to wait until your buddy arrives to pour his?”
Rodney says, “Oh, I’ve got my best buddy in my pocket here.” With that he pulls out a little 3-inch man from his pocket.
“That’s amazing,” says the bartender. “Can he walk?” Rodney flicks a quarter down to the end of the bar and says, “Hey Al, go get that quarter!” The little guy runs down to the end of the bar, picks up the quarter, and brings it back.
The bartender is totally amazed. “What else can he do? Does he talk?”
Rodney looks up at the bartender, “Talk? Sure he talks. Hey Al, tell him about that time we were in down in Africa on safari and you insulted that witch doctor!”.