To Mike in Brunswick,

The tale continues.......The bartender looks at the tiny bottle and asks, "do you mind if I give it a try? "   The man with the pianist replies, "No, go ahead, just be careful what you wish for." So the barkeeper picks up the jeni bottle. Suddenly there is a horrific racket in the street outside. Opening the barroom door they are immersed in skwaking, and bird crap, and feathers. A million ducks had landed in the street.

Sincerely,
Gargoyle

(The bar patron - looking at the horrified bar tender asks, "Do you really believe I wanted a twelve inch pianist?)

That is the correct telling of your tale.