A guy walks into a bar and says "Your door is squeaking. I could replace those hinges for you, cheap."
Bar tender glances at the bar owner who is sitting at the bar. Bar owner says, "Not interested."
"You sure? I specialize in saloons."
"We'll think about it."
Guy has a drink, hands the owner his business card and leaves.
Moments later the roof collapses. The bartender and owner climb from the rubble of what used to be their bar.
Bartender says, "I think that guy had something to do with this."
"What makes you think that?" asks the owner.
"I think he was a bar hinger of doom."
Same kind of deal, instead there's a laughing pirate getting really drunk and he's a HAR! binger of doom.
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