So there were a little, dirty, cheap bar. Many men drinking cheap stuff. Flies everywere.
When a kangaroo entered and went to the barman, all guys staring at it, astonished.
Silence.
Then the kangaroo looked at the barman's eyes and said: "Do you have whisky?"
Bartender in mortal silence, staring, mouth open, eyes popping. One could hear a feather touching the ground.
The kangaroo smashed the table, insisting: "Can I have some whisky?"
The bartender, hands shaking, took a bottle from behind, and served to the kangaroo.
The animal sipped it all, put the cup in front of the bartender and asked:
"How much?"
Silence.
Kangaroo insisted, yelling: "I said HOW MUCH"!
The bartender, sweating: "Oh... its five bucks..."
The kangaroo opened its pocket, frowning, took the money, put it over the table and went slowly in direction of the exit door. All people staring, cold silence.
When the kangaroo hit the door, it stoped, turned back, stared all men (dead silence, eyes popping).
So it asked, angry:
"WHY ARE YOU STARING AT ME LIKE THAT?"
The bartender said:
"Nothing, its nothing... It's just that this is the first time we ever saw an animal enter a bar asking for a whisky..."
The kangaroo:
"It's the first and the LAST time! With this price, I will never come back here!"