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Wild Ass house residents aren’t welcome
I’ll have a bear with a cock tail.
Looks like it’s located inside a TARDIS.
BAR conveniently located across the street from EAT.
“Whisky” is the only two syllable word they know.
Sounds like my kind of place.
I don’t drink cock tails. The feathers make me cough.
Looks like their version of sex, drugs & rock ‘n roll…
But mine doesn’t have a tail, just sort of like a beard!
I suppose a pint of black bear would be a Guinness.
Are Bear Tails available too or do they throw them away?
@mickeygreeneyes: Sounds like something you might find in a pubic bar.
Make sure you can bear this bar.
We reserve the right not only to bear arms but to bear all.
Tonight only! The Bear Naked Ladies.
“Hey, hey, hey! I’m drunker than the average bear!”
Don’t forget your drink-you’d leave a little bear behind.
I prefer root bear. And mock tails because cock tail feathers are too tickly.
Could I get some hair of the dog instead?
So, would you like brown bear, black bear or, ahem, blond bear?
There’s a tear in my bear and I’m crying for you dear…
bears and bears and bears
And in Poo Bar you can get a Poo Bear!
Hey waiter there’s a butter fly on the pine apple.
Also Bulls with Hen Tails
will that be black, polar, grizzly, or pedo?
Ach! Ich musste ein Bear haben.
This is more than I can beer.
Please bear with my cock tail!
They panda to the strangest tastes at this bar.
Beers and Beers and Beers
Cock. Tail. Bear. Obviously a leather bar in the East Village.
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