Two friends, sitting in the bar, checking out (and rating) the young ladies coming in. The first was a rather cute brunette. Bobby gave her a long glance, an said "Not bad- she's a least an 8." His bud Tommy looked over at her, back at Bobby, and silently held up ONE finger. Well, THAT put Bobby off- he thought she was kinda cute.
The next was a nice, tanned, leggy blonde beach bunny. Bobby let out a low whistle- "Oh, my- at least a 9!" Once again, Tommy gave her the once over, and silently held up TWO fingers. Huh!
After a few minutes, the most ravishing redhead that Bobby had ever seen strolled in, paused, and was looking around the bar. "My LORD," he gasped, "She's a 10 if there ever was one." Tommy quietly raised 3 fingers.
By now, Bobby was getting kinda hot. "Just how did YOU get to be so picky- calling that girl a THREE ?!?!"
"Ah,"said Tommy- but I am using the Budwesier rating scale. That equates to the number of Clydesdale horses it would take to drag me offa her!"