A dog walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender looks at him and says, "You're a dog, ain't you?"
"Sure am," says the dog.
"Yeah, well, we don't serve dogs in here," says the bartender, and he pulls out a gun and shoots the dog in the foot. The dog howls with pain and limps away.
The next day, the doors of the bar swing open and the dog is standing there wearing a ten-gallon hat and a brace of pistols. He strides into the bar and says, "I'm looking for the man what shot my paw."
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Hahahahaha! I can completely picture this - Loony Tunes style.
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