A woman walked into a bar with a big, vicious-looking monster on a leash.

“Sorry, madam,” said the bartender, “but that creature looks dangerous. You’ll have to tie him up outside.”

The woman took the monster outside, then came back and ordered a drink. She was just finishing it when a man came into the bar and said, “Whose monster is that outside?”

“Mine,” said the woman proudly.

“Well, I’m sorry,” the man said, “but my dog just killed your monster.”

“Killed him! What kind of dog do you have?”

“A miniature poodle,” said the man.

“But how could a miniature poodle kill my great big monster?”

“She got stuck in his throat and choked him!”