A bear walks into a bar...

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I think I've posted this photo before, but it seems more poignant now. It came to me from a friend in Victoria, B.C.

The cyclist must have had gummy bears tucked in the back pockets of his jersey.
"Meals on wheels"! Love it! (Even though it is likely photoshopped)
 
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Good thing that the bar didn't have a
bad singing piano player,
'cause if it was a hungry Koala,
it eats, shoots and leaves. :rolleyes:
Ah... you've read the book, too (although it's a panda) :D

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A bear walks into a bar in Bozeman, Montana, sits down on a stool and orders for a beer.

Bartender says, "We don't serve beers to bears in bars in Bozeman".

Bear says, "I want a beer and I want it right now".

Bartender says, "Sorry, we don't serve beers to bears in bars in Bozeman".

Waitress walks by with a tray of drinks, Mr. Bear growls loudly and says, "Bring me a beer right now or I will tear her apart and gobble her up".

Bartender says, "We don't serve beers to bears in bars in Bozeman".

Mr. Bear leaps off the bar stool, grabs the waitress, and performs the grisly deed, then climbs back on the stool and demands a beer.

Bartender says, "As I have told you repeatedly, we don't serve beers to bears in bars in Bozeman, only drugs".

Mr. Bear growls, "Drugs? What drugs are you talking about?"

Bartender says, "That was our barbiturate".

Old story, even harder to tell after a few beers.
 
A steer, a pig, and a chicken go to a barbecue.

……..THE END.
 
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