T E Q U I Z A   M A K E S M E   T E Q U E A S Y BY NICK JEZARIAN Boston: Ollie the Barber sits on a barber's chair and looks out his storefront window. Beside him is his assistant (and sole employee), a one-armed, one-eyed, 300-pound midget named Slim. They have been without customers all day. The two barbers sulk as they watch the long lines of customers waiting for each of the three side-by-side barbershops across the street. Slim: Hey Boss, you mind if I head out early today since we ain't got no bizness again? Ollie: Why do you think no one comes here, Slim? Slim: I don’t think they trust ya's. Ollie: Why wouldn’t they trust me? I’m Ollie Barber! Slim: Ever hear of Ali Baba? Ollie: No. Slim: Never mind then. Slim walks out the door. Ollie: Fuckin' midget. THE END.

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