Over the music of the piano, the clanking glasses, and loud and rowdy customers screams and moans could be heard from upstairs.  The folks in the bar began to listen and cheer on as they heard the ruckus grow more and more intense.  Bedposts and headboards bounced against the walls and floor.  The Bartender cursed, "Darn dat Emma, she's at it again!" and he stormed up the stairs.  The customers grew quiet listening to the action and the bartender yelling at Emma through her bedroom door, ""Dammit Emma, we c'n hear ya downstairs o'er the damn piana.  If ya break that damn bed again, it's a comin' out of yer wages!  Ya got customers a askin fer ya.  Git yer ass down thar an git ta work."  The crowd downstairs erupted in laughter and cheers.