Short and Sweet

A man walked into the bar. As he waited for his drink, he noticed a
gorgeous young Indian girl sipping a soft drink at the other end of the
bar. He told the bartender to give her a real drink.

The bartender replied, "I can't. The C.P. would be on my a*ss." "What's the
C.P.?" I asked. "City Pol*ice" he replied.

The man finished his drink and ordered another. Again, he asked the
bartender to give the Indian girl a real drink, but this time the bartender
said, "I can't. The S.P. would shut me down." "What's the S.P.?" "State
Pol*ice".

Just then the Indian girl got up an walked out of the bar. The man hurried
out after her. An hour later, he staggered back into the bar, his clothes
covered with blo*od, his nose broken.

"The F.B.I. got me!" the man moaned.  "What do you mean the F.B.I?", the
bartender asked.

"A Fkn Big Indian!"