George W. Bush walks into a bar and says, “Hey, friend, can I have a beer?” The bartender replies, “Nope.”

Angered, Bush finds the bar’s manager and complains. The manager takes the bartender into the back for a talk, then returns after a minute.

“Sorry, Mr. President,” the manager states, “but there’s nothing I can do. You addressed him as ‘friend.’”

Shocked, Bush cries, “What does that have to do with anything?”

The manager replies, “Everybody knows that friends of yours don’t have to serve.”