They were all there, the first man who ever did it, now an old wheelchair bound octogenarian, the next few men who walked into various bars in various jokes the world over.
The Horse, The Zebra, The two blonds, the twelve inch pianist. The bar was packed with anyone who was anyone in the "A Man Walks Into a Bar" joke world.
There have been countless variations on this joke down throughout the years and as with many a jest, there is usually a true word or two. All these jokes were based on someone and they have been tracked down and brought together for a reunion of sorts.
There's the donkey over there, who you may remember from the joke where the donkey is working behind the bar when the unsuspecting man walks in for a drink, the donkey says, "eeeyore then". Classic!
The skeleton is here from the "A skeleton walks into a bar and asks for a beer and mop" joke, another genius moment from comedic yesteryear, and some of the more recent additions for the modern times, when jokes started to become more knowing and joke about themselves, there are the three women who walked into a bar and shouted "Hooray, we have infiltrated the male dominated joke format" One for the ladies there, to go with their fruit based beverage.
Sidney Crevice, 89 year old, wheelchair bound, first man to walk into the modern bar based joke scenario was on hand to tell of the humble beginnings all those years ago "Of course in my day it was all different, see? We didn't have all your newfangled self awareness and De-constructivism that you get nowadays, we couldn't afford it, but we made do with what we had, it was a man and a bar, that was it, oh and something funny in the bar usually."
Unfortunately not everyone was able to make an appearance. Some of the most loved "A Man Walks Into a Bar" characters were either detained by work commitments or sadly, no longer with us.
The dyslexic man was last seen walking into a bra. The amnesiac came in earlier to ask if he comes here often. Someone asked Rene Descartes if he wanted a drink, he said "I think not" and promptly disappeared.
I asked the barman if the piece of string managed to make it, he said "No. I'm a frayed knot." Your reporter made his excuses, and left.