A lady walks into a bar. There are no seats available except for one at a table occupied by a man, so she takes it. 'Hello' the man says smiling broadly. 'My name is Jim Snow, what's yours?' 'June' the woman replies, getting up to get a drink. When she returns Jim is still there with a grin on his face. 'Why are you smiling at me like that?' June asks a little embarrassed. 'Well' Jim replies, I'm imagining having six inches in June.'