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A guy is sitting at the bar getting drunk, when he notices a young Indian girl, about 16, sitting at the bar drinking a soda.
"Hey, I want to buy that Indian girl a drink", he tells the bartender.
"Can't do it", the bartender tells him, "She's underage. The C.P. would be after me for sure."
"The C.P.?"
"City Police."
He has a couple more drinks, and starts eyeing up the Indian girl again.
"Aw, come on! Just let me buy her one drink!"
"Can't do it. The S.P. would have me shut down."
"S.P.?"
"State Police."
The girl finishes her soda and leaves. The guy starts getting ideas, and takes off out the door after her.
A few minutes later, he comes back with two black eyes, a broken nose, and just all beat to hell.
"What happened to you?" the bartender asks him.
"The FBI got me!"
"The FBI?"
"F
king Big Indian!"
"Hey, I want to buy that Indian girl a drink", he tells the bartender.
"Can't do it", the bartender tells him, "She's underage. The C.P. would be after me for sure."
"The C.P.?"
"City Police."
He has a couple more drinks, and starts eyeing up the Indian girl again.
"Aw, come on! Just let me buy her one drink!"
"Can't do it. The S.P. would have me shut down."
"S.P.?"
"State Police."
The girl finishes her soda and leaves. The guy starts getting ideas, and takes off out the door after her.
A few minutes later, he comes back with two black eyes, a broken nose, and just all beat to hell.
"What happened to you?" the bartender asks him.
"The FBI got me!"
"The FBI?"
"F
king Big Indian!"