A young gay man, escorted by an enourmous German Shepherd, walked into a fern bar being tired and weary from the heat of the day. Daintily, the gay man scoots up to the bar and sits on a stool while the German Shepherd lays on the floor at his feet. The bartender scowls at the gay man and walks up to him.

"I'd like a really lite beer" the gay man says softly before the bartender can say anything. "Get out of here!" the bartender says; "We don't serve your kind in this bar."

"I'll just sit over there in the corner and not bother anyone....If I can just get a lite beer" the customer says with a dainty pout.

"No! Get out of my bar now!" the bartender shouts. The gay man gets a little offended... "If you don't give me a beer, I'll sick my dog Max on you..."

The bartender looks at the enormous German Shepherd and says; "I don't care what you do -- get the $%#$% out of my bar!"

The gay man sniffs in disgust; "That's it! ...Max, sick him!" and points toward the bartender.

The German Shepherd jumps up from the floor and leaps on top of the bar. Lunging at the bartender the dog knocks him over behind the bar.

With teeth barred and his huge paws squarely on the bartender's chest the dog growls; "Boowsie-Wowsie..."