04-04-2013, 08:39 AM
Maybe to inspire you, another example, not from me, but from an old friend Mrs. Julie Carter:
This Bud's for You
A bear enters a bar to buy a beer.
"Too bad," says the bartender, "but I can't
sell beers to bears in bars." The bear, near tears,
says, "Make exceptions!" The bartender grants
he'll give the bear a beer if he can do
something the old bartender's never seen.
The bear suggests that he, the bear, will chew
and eat someone. He chooses someone lean--
a skinny woman in a lowcut blouse
who's shrieking at some drinkers in the rear.
The bear devours her then returns to rouse
the stunned bartender and demand his beer.
"Alas," the tender says, "I still can't serve--
can't even GIVE a beer to bears on drugs."
"On drugs!" the bear replies. "You've got a nerve.
I'm not on drugs!" But the bartender shrugs.
"No offense intended to you, mate.
But I'm afraid that's the bar bitch you ate."
This Bud's for You
A bear enters a bar to buy a beer.
"Too bad," says the bartender, "but I can't
sell beers to bears in bars." The bear, near tears,
says, "Make exceptions!" The bartender grants
he'll give the bear a beer if he can do
something the old bartender's never seen.
The bear suggests that he, the bear, will chew
and eat someone. He chooses someone lean--
a skinny woman in a lowcut blouse
who's shrieking at some drinkers in the rear.
The bear devours her then returns to rouse
the stunned bartender and demand his beer.
"Alas," the tender says, "I still can't serve--
can't even GIVE a beer to bears on drugs."
"On drugs!" the bear replies. "You've got a nerve.
I'm not on drugs!" But the bartender shrugs.
"No offense intended to you, mate.
But I'm afraid that's the bar bitch you ate."