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Apr. 23rd, 2006 10:16 pmA bear walked into a bar and sat down. He banged on the bar with his paw and demanded a beer.
The bartender approached and said, We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana.
The bear, becoming angry, once again demanded a beer.
The bartender again told him, We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana.
The bear, very angry now, said, If you don't serve me a beer, I'm going to eat that lady sitting at the end of the bar.
The bartender once again said, Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings Montana.
The bear went to the end of the bar and, as he had promised, ate the woman. He came back to his seat, and again demanded a beer.
The bartender said, Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana, that are on drugs.
The bear said, I'm not on drugs.
The bartender said, ( punchline under the cut )
The bartender approached and said, We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana.
The bear, becoming angry, once again demanded a beer.
The bartender again told him, We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana.
The bear, very angry now, said, If you don't serve me a beer, I'm going to eat that lady sitting at the end of the bar.
The bartender once again said, Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings Montana.
The bear went to the end of the bar and, as he had promised, ate the woman. He came back to his seat, and again demanded a beer.
The bartender said, Sorry, we don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, Montana, that are on drugs.
The bear said, I'm not on drugs.
The bartender said, ( punchline under the cut )
