Three men walked into a bar. They didn’t do it on purpose.
It was a dark and stormy night. The electricity had gone off, so there were no street lights. They had been in a bar earlier and were a bit the worse for wear.
They decided to take a short cut down a side street. They were walking three abreast with their arms linked for mutual support. They didn’t see the alley gate – a red and white striped bar across the road.
Three men walked into a bar. Ouch!
Written in response to daily prompt: fill in the blank.
I wrote this story before I read this one-liner.