*Bean walks into the bar and looks around. Seems everybody forgot to tell him the beaver has been passed out at the bar for three weeks. He walks up to the sad looking little "rug with a tail" and pokes him in the back of the head.*
"Barkeep, I'll have whatever you've got back there.. as long as it's Tequila."
"Barkeep, I'll have whatever you've got back there.. as long as it's Tequila."