A guy walks into a bar with his dog, plops him on a barstool, and orders a bourbon & Coke.

Then he turns to the dog and says, “What’ll you have, Rover?”
Rover looks at the bartender and says, “Scotch and soda - light on the soda.”


The bartender stares. “No way. That dog can’t talk - you’re a ventriloquist.”
“Nope, he’s the real deal,” the man says. “I’m going to the restroom - talk to him yourself. But don’t let him out of your sight. He’s worth a fortune.”
When the man comes back… no dog.
“Where’s Rover?!”
“I didn’t believe he could talk, so I gave him a couple of bucks to get me a newspaper and some chewing tobacco at the drugstore.”
No sign of him at the drugstore, so they search all over town until eventually they find him in an alley… having a whale of a time on top of a French poodle.

The man shouts, “Rover! What on earth are you doing?! You’ve never done this before!”
Rover pants and says… “First time I ever had any money!”

