a horse rode a bicycle into a bar
The bartender asked “why the lurch face”
With no business imminent, we started talking with them. Nice folks, very friendly and, I suppose, were aiming to get us to hire a cab. Beautiful teams of horses as well. I happened to have a morning paper with me and one of them had a face just like Kerry, who had made a visit to the newspaper's home town and gotten a front page spread.
I held the paper up beside the doppelganger horse and asked the young lady if she didn't see a strong resemblance. "Please sir," she replied, "Don't insult my horse."