Bar… talking dog

A dog walks into a bar. He hops up on a bar stool and puts his front paws on
the bar. He looks the bartender right in the eye and says, “Hey, guess what? I’m
a talking dog. Have you ever seen a talking dog before? How about a drink for
the talking dog?”

The bartender thinks for a moment and says, “Alright. The toilets right around
the corner.”

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