A gay guy walks into a bar in the Deep South with a huge German Shepherd. When he walks up to the bar and asks for a scotch and water, the bartender looks him over and replies, "We don't serve your kind in here."
"Say," says the gay, "I'm pretty thirsty, and if I don't get a drink soon I'll sic my dog Killer on you."
"Listen, faggot," snarls the bartender. "Get out of here or I'll throw you out. And I ain't scared of your dog!"
"You've forced my hand," says the gay, reaching down to unsnap the leash. "Go, Killer, get him!"
So Killer jumps up on the counter and scratches the bartender's eyes out.
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