A bear walks into a bar

and orders a beer. Bartender thinks for a second, then says "I'm sorry, we don't serve bears beer in this bar."

Bear is outraged. "Did you just make that rule up? I don't see it posted anywhere. Now come on, get me a beer!"

Bartender sticks to his guns.. "I'm sorry but that's the rule. No beer for bears."

The bear says, "Look pal. If you don't get me a beer right now I'm gonna tear you from limb to limb!"

Bartender is unfazed. "I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to ask that you leave. We don't serve beer to bears."

Bear sees he's getting nowhere, decides to show the bartender he means business. Looks around and notices a woman at the end of the bar. "Ok, see that woman? If you won't serve me, I'm gonna eat her!"

"l"m sorry, but we do not serve bears beer in this bar."

Bear lunges toward the other end of the bar, swallows the woman pretty much whole, then returns. Panting heavily and licking his lips, he says "Now if you don't want me to do the same thing to you, I'd like that beer now."

Bartender says, "I'm sorry, we don't serve bears or drug offenders beer in this bar."

Bear says, "Drug offender? I'm a drug offender now?"

Bartender says, "Yep... That was a bar b*tch you ate."