A bear walks into a bar... He ambles up to the counter, and asks the bartender for a shot of whiskey.   The bartender looks back at him. ""Sorry, but we don't serve wild animals here"".   A bit pissed, the bear reaches out with a paw and tears the leg off of a table. ""I said, I want a shot of whiskey."" it growls.   ""I really am sorry, but we can't serve wild animals alcohol in here, sir."" the bartender replies, picking up a beer stein and polishing the rim.   The bear, furious at this point, gestures to the woman three stools down from him. ""EITHER YOU GIVE ME A SHOT OF WHISKEY, OR I EAT THIS BITCH!"" he roars.   Stone-faced, the the bartender continues polishing the stein. ""I really am sorry, but company policy states that we cannot serve wild animals alcohol in this establishment.""   Enraged, the bear turns to the woman, and within a few bloody moments, has eaten her entirely. Then, turning to the bartender, he snarls ""I made good on my promise, am I getting my whiskey, or is someone else getting eaten?""   Still calm, the bartender replies ""I'm sorry, but now we can't serve you alcohol for two reasons. The first still stands: you are a wild animal. The second: We cannot serve alcohol to anyone obviously on drugs.""   The bear pauses, confused. ""What do you mean, on drugs?""   The bartender points to the bloody stool where the woman once sat.   ""That was a bar bitch you ate.""