A man goes into a bar. As he sits down, a mouse jumps out of his pocket. The bartender says, "Nice mouse."
The man says, "He's not any old ordinary mouse, he talks."
The bartender says, "Oh yeah, what about?"
"See that woman at the end of the bar? The mouse will tell me what color panties she has on."
"Yeah, right," the bartender says. "I gotta see this."
The man points to the woman, sets the mouse on the floor, and says, "Mouse, woman!"
The mouse skitters over to look up at the woman's panties, comes back, and says, "Pink."
The woman smiles in agreement.
"Wow," the bartender says, "I gotta try that."
The bartender points to a woman sitting at the end of the bar and says, "Mouse, woman!"
The mouse runs over, comes tearing back, and jumps up onto the bar and into the man's pocket, shaking like a leaf.
"What's wrong with you?" the bartender asks.
"I tawt I taw a puddy tat!"
The man says, "He's not any old ordinary mouse, he talks."
The bartender says, "Oh yeah, what about?"
"See that woman at the end of the bar? The mouse will tell me what color panties she has on."
"Yeah, right," the bartender says. "I gotta see this."
The man points to the woman, sets the mouse on the floor, and says, "Mouse, woman!"
The mouse skitters over to look up at the woman's panties, comes back, and says, "Pink."
The woman smiles in agreement.
"Wow," the bartender says, "I gotta try that."
The bartender points to a woman sitting at the end of the bar and says, "Mouse, woman!"
The mouse runs over, comes tearing back, and jumps up onto the bar and into the man's pocket, shaking like a leaf.
"What's wrong with you?" the bartender asks.
"I tawt I taw a puddy tat!"
