A bear comes into a bar in Billings, Montana. He slaps a hairy paw on the bar and says, "Bartender, gimme a beer!"
The bartender says, "I'm sorry. We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings."
"Snarl!" says the bear. "Dammit, I want a g* d*d beer!"
The bartender replies, "We just don't serve beer to belligerent bears in bars in Billings."
"Dammit," says the bear, "If you don't serve me a beer, I'm going to go down to the end of the bar and eat that woman."
The bartender says, "We certainly don't sell beer to bullying, belligerent bears in bars in Billings."
"Growf!" says the bear. He goes down to the end of the bar, grabs the woman there, and eats her. Then he goes back to the bartender and says, "Now gimme a beer!"
"No," says the bartender. "We don't serve beer to bears in bars in Billings, especially when they're on drugs."
"What!?" says the bear. "I've never done drugs."
"You have now," the bartender points out. "That was a barbitchyouate."