A guy walks into a bar with a small dog. The bartender says, ”Get out of here with that dog!”
The guy says, ”But this isn’t just any dog... this dog can play the piano!”
The bartender hooks a thumb over at a piano in the corner, ”If that dog can play that piano, you both get a drink on the house!”
The guy sits the dog on the piano stool, and the dog starts playing. Ragtime, Mozart... and the bartender and patrons are loving it.
Suddenly a bigger dog runs in, grabs the small dog by the scruff of the neck, and drags him out. The bartender asks the guy, ”What was that all about?”
The guy replies, ”Oh, that was his mother. She wanted him to be a dentist.”
Three mice were sitting at a bar talking about how tough they were. The first mouse slams a shot and says, ”I play with mouse traps for fun. I’ll run into one on purpose and as it is closing on me, I grab the bar and bench press it 20 to 30 times.” And, with that, he slams another shot.
The second mouse slams a shot and says, ”That’s nothing. I take those poison bait tablets, cut them up, and snort them, just for the fun of it.” And, with that, he slams another shot.
The third mouse slams a shot, gets up, and walks away.
The first two mice look at each other, then turn to the third mouse and ask, ”Where the hell are you going?”
The third mouse stops and replies, ”I’m going home to shag the cat.”
A guy walks into a bar with a giraffe and says, ”A beer for me, and one for the giraffe, please.” So they proceed to drink. Then: ”... a shot for me and one for the giraffe, too” And they keep drinking all evening.
Finally the giraffe passes out on the floor of the bar. The guy pays the tab and gets up to leave.
The bartender shouts out, ”Hey! You’re not going to leave that lying on the floor, are you?”
The guy replies ”That’s not a lion... it’s a giraffe.”