We don't serve bears.

A bear walks into a bar, and says, "bartender get me a whiskey."

The bartender says, "we don't serve bears."

The bear growls and looks at the floozy sitting next to him, "If you don't give me a whiskey, I'm going to eat this woman sitting next to me." The bartender shrugs, so the bear eats the woman.

The bear turns to the bartender, "Now, give me a whiskey or I'll eat someone else."

The bartender says, "I don't serve bears, especially bears on drugs."

The bear is stunned, "Drugs? I don't do drugs!"

The bartender says, "That was the bar bitch you ate."