[ WP ] Every single `` Walks into a bar '' joke has occurred at the same bar . You are the bartender .

[ Disclaimer: This is also inspired by the ***ANCIENT*** rpg `` Tales from the Floating Vagabond''. ] 
 
 It seemed like a good plan when I came up with it, and the TransQuantum Portal SalesTech that sold me the door agreed, so I figured it could n't really hurt. After, all business had been in a slump, and bringing in more patrons *sounded* like a good plan. By any means necessary. 
 
 At first, the idea of a door that stole patrons from other bars made sense. They walk into a bar, and the TransQuantum Revolving Door randomly grabs the patron, and shoves them into *my* bar instead. 
 
 Except... there's caveats. 
 
 First, they come naked. Er... maybe that sounded better in my head. 
 
 First, they *arrive* sans clothing. Yeah, that's better. Well, not really. Because while a nude bar *sounds* good in principle, there are just some beings you *don't* ever want to see naked. Which brings me to the second problem. For some reason the tech ca n't seem to explain, the door seems to pull in memetic groups. A horse, a rabbi, and a priest walk into *a* bar, and suddenly it's *into my bar*. 
 
 And then it's a joke. They all saw'ow', and then want me to say something pithy. But if I ever have to ask a horse about his long face again, I'm probably going to stab it first. 
 
 Which brings me to the next problem -- not only are packed in thematically appropriate groups, they all seem to hate the guys that show up next. I do n't mind selling Old Black to the random Klingon ( yes we get those too, I'll get back to that ), or even the braver trolls, but getting your bar blown every half week in a brawl between the Zerg and the Protoss ( that was a month or so ago ), or the Orcs and the Humans ( sorry, i've got no use for either the Alliance *or* the Horde ) is n't really what it's cracked up to be. 
 
 Finally, the Transquantum nature of this thing means that my patrons are from literally *every* possible, imagined, or even unimagined possible universe, bar, watering hole, or even a few kitchens when a guy opens the fridge for a beer. 
 
 In short, I've seen it all. Every possible joke. So I'm going to go *back* out there and tell this anthropomorphic string that tying himself up and messing up his hair and saying'nope,'frayed knot' does n't mean that I ca n't kick him out for being a string! 
 
 The bastard. 
 
 Anyone want to buy an Asteroid Bar? The Floating Vagabond is getting listed tonight! I ca n't take any more of these bad jokes.
