A weasel walks into a bar and calls out to the barkeep, "Ahoy mate"
The bartender looks up and exclaims, "What? A talking weasel? I've never seen a talking weasel before. Come to think of it, I've never seen a weasel in my bar before. Wow! In all my years tending bar, I've never had a weasel stop by. This is a magical day. What can I get you bub? Drinks are on me."
"Pop," goes the weasel.