So I Says To Him, I Sayss…

Stop me if you have heard this one before. 

A man walks into a bar with a small dog under his arm and sits down at the counter, placing the dog on the stool next to him. The bartender says, “Sorry, pal. No dogs allowed.”
The man says, “But this is a special dog — he talks!”
“Yeah, right,” says the bartender. “Now get out of here before I throw you out.”
“No, wait,” says the man. “I’ll prove it.” He turns to the dog and asks, “What do you normally find on top of a house?”
“Roof!” says the dog, wagging his tail.
“Listen, pal…” says the bartender.

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