Ham Sandwich walks into a bar
Barman says “we don’t serve Ham Sandwich’s here”
“Great” says the ham sandwich, “'cause I’m after a drink”
Horse walks into a bar. Barman says “why the long face !?”
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Bar owner in a new part of town. Across the road is a building site for a new apartment block. He’s used to the builders coming into the bar shortly after the hooter goes for quitting time.
One day, after the hooter, a duck walks into the bar, hard-hat on, tool belt around his waist, asks for a beer.
“But you’re a duck !” says the barman. “Yeah !” goes the duck, “you getting that beer, or what”.
“But you talk !” goes the barman. “Yeah, and I do plastering as well. About that beer !” replies the duck
“OK”, replies the barman, and gets the duck the beer. “You should go see a friend of mine, ‘Zesti the majician’, he runs the local circus, I’m damn sure he could use someone with talents like yours”, he continues.
“Whatever”, replies the duck and finishes his beer, and leaves.
Next day, the duck strolls in after the hooter sounds, props himself up on a stool, orders a beer. “Went to see that mate of yours, Zesti” says the duck. “Great” replies the barman, “how’d ya go ?”
“I dunno” replied the duck, “what does a bloke who lives in a big tent want with a plasterer !!”