We Don't Serve Bears
A bear walks into a bar and sits down. He bangs on the bar
with his paw and demands a beer.
The bartender approaches and says, "We don't serve beer
to bears in bars."
The bear, becoming angry, demands again that he be served a
beer.
The bartender tells him again, more forcefully, "We don't
serve beer to belligerent bears in bars."
The bear, very angry now, says, "If you don't serve me
a beer, I'm going to eat that lady sitting at the end of the
bar."
The bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to belligerent,
bully bears in bars."
The bear goes to the end of the bar, and, as promised, eats
the woman. He comes back to his seat and again demands a beer.
The bartender states, "Sorry, we don't serve beer to belligerent,
bully bears in bars who are on drugs."
The bear says, "I'm NOT on drugs."
The bartender says, "You are now. That was a barbitchyouate."
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