A … walks into a bar

One of my favourite genre of jokes in English is “A (whatever/whoever) walks into a bar.”

Shakespeare walks into a bar.

The landlord shouts:

Get out!  You’re bard.

A man walks into a bar.  He cries:

Ouch!  That hurt!

It was an iron bar.

My favourite is this one, however.

A dog walks into a bar.  He orders a drink.

A pint of… bitter, please.

Our barman replies:

Hey, that’s amazing.  But why the pause?

Our dog replies:

No idea.  I was just born with them.

Have a bar-vellous day, won’t you!

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