Reply #18: A bear walks into a bar

[Noodleboy13]

and orders a beer. The bartender looks at the bear and says "I don't serve bears beer."
"I was in here the other week and I got a beer" replies the bear.
"That must have been Bartender Bill. I'm bartender Bob and Bartender Bob doesn't serve bears beer."
At this point the bear is getting a little huffy about this treatment.
"Look," he says "In case you haven't noticed, I'm a bear, and I want a beer. If you don't get me a beer, I'll eat someone in this bar. I'll eat that woman over there."
"Listen, maybe you're kinda slow, being a bear and all, so I'll say it slower. Bartender Bob does not serve bears beer."
"Really?" says the bear. "Well you asked for it" and he lumbers over and gulps up the lone woman at the end of the bar, then lumbers back to the bartender. "So how about that beer now?" says the bear.
"Look,I already told you I don't serve bears beer" says Bartender Bob, "and I especially don't serve bears what are on drugs."
"What?" asks the bear, puzzled.
"well that was a bar-bitch you ate" (barbituate)


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