A cat walks into a bar and hops up on the counter. The bartender laughs and says, “Let me guess, you want a Moscow mew? Or a vodcat martini? Maybe a purry furry daiquiri?”
The cat scowls. “Look, man, I’ve been working all day, and I’m tired. I need a drink, not a silly pun. Now shut up and give me a whisker sour.”
