The third person walks in and the guy asked for her name. She said "Jill."
"Well Jill, you have nice legs."
So the guy named the restaurant "Jill's Legs."
A week later a drunk was laying on the sidewalk outside the restaurant when a police officer asked him what he was doing.
He replied: "I'm waiting for Jill's Legs to open so I can get a bite to eat."


