Skits & Storytelling 02-09a

 

DOGS IN THE WILD WEST

Bartender: We don’t serve dogs here
Dog: I got money.
Root Beer: gulp, gulp
One hot and dry day in the Wild West, this dog
walks into a saloon and says, "Gimme a root beer”. Evidently, this type of thing wasn' t too rare
' round those parts because the bartender said, "I' m sorry, but we don' t servdeogs here". The
dog then took out a silver dollar, dropped it on the bar, and said, "Look, I got money, and I want
a root beer". The scene had the potential to get ugly. The bartender, getting a little mad, said
one more time, "We do not serve dogs here. Please leave." The dog growled, so the bartender
pulled out a gun and shot the dog in the foot! The dog yelped, and ran out the door.
The next day, the swinging bar doors were tossed open and in walks the dog that had been in the
saloon the day before. He was dressed all in black. (A black cowboy hat, a black vest, three
black cowboy boots, and one black bandage). The dog looks around, waits for the talking to
quiet down, and says, "I' m lookin' fer the man who shot my paw".