Happy Hour [30/9/22]

I need a drink

A man and his pet raccoon walk into a bar. It’s about 5pm, but they’re ready for a good night of drinking. They start off slowly, watching TV, drinking beer, eating peanuts. As the night goes on they move to mixed drinks, and then shooters, one after the other. Finally, the bartender says: “Last call.” So, the man says, “One more for me… and one more for my raccoon.” The bartender sets them up and they shoot them back. Suddenly, the raccoon falls over dead. The man throws some money on the bar, puts on his coat, and starts to leave. The bartender, yells: “Hey buddy, you can’t just leave that lyin’ there.” To which the man replies: “That’s not a lion, that’s a raccoon.”

A woman in North Dakota walked into a bar with her pet raccoon. Unfortunately, there is no punchline. It ended badly for both of them. Pour one out for Rocky, poor trash panda.

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11 Comments

  1. Fresh hop tap takeover at my local pub.  Only had 2 because I have to go to the actual ceremony at the court house for my niece that is making us go to fucking Puerto Rico for her wedding!  I’m missing Yakima Fresh Hop festival that I have gone to for the last 10 years and now can’t even enjoy tap takeover in peace!  Goddamn!!!  My only hope is another storm seems to be forming and we have to fly through Charlotte NC which may not exist by next week when we leave.

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