Look, a bad joke...

A man is waiting for wife to give birth. The doctor comes in and informs
the dad that his son was born without torso, arms or legs. The son is just
a head! But the dad loves his son and raises him as well as he can, with
love and compassion. After 21 years, the son is old enough for his first
drink. Dad takes him to the bar and tearfully tells the son he is proud of
him.

Dad orders up the biggest, strongest drink for his boy. With all the bar
patrons looking on curiously and the bartender shaking his head in disbelief, the boy takes his first sip of alcohol. Swoooop! A torso pops out!

The bar is dead silent; then bursts into a whoop of joy. The father, shocked, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant "Take another drink"! The bartender still shakes his head in dismay.

Swoooop! Two arms pops out. The bar goes wild. The father, crying and wailing, begs his son to drink again. The patrons chant, "Take another drink"! The bartender ignores the whole affair. By now the boy is getting
tipsy, and with his new hands he reaches down, grabs his drink and guzzles
the last of it. Swoooop! Two legs pop out.

The bar is in chaos. The father falls to his knees and tearfully thanks
God. The boy stands up on his new legs and stumbles to the left.... then to
the right.... right through the front door, into the street, where a truck
runs over him and kills him instantly.

The bar falls silent. The father moans in grief. The bartender sighs and
says, "That boy should have quit while he was a head."