A horse with a really long face walks into the bar.

"Oh my God! Look at that horse!" shouts the bartender. "What a long face!"

"It's so long!" shouts the man.

"I think it's about to talk!" says the horse.

"What?" says the man.

"What? You can't understand me?" asks the horse, its long mouth opening and closing awkwardly. "Am I just talking to myself?"

The horse looks around at the bartender and the man and the nameless monster and all the other patrons of the bar, who are all staring at the horse, their faces contorted into horrified expressions.

"This is not normal," says the horse. "Am I dreaming? Is this a nightmare? what's the problem?"

"The problem?" says the man. "Well, you see, I've never seen a horse with a really long face before."

"Oh, have you not?" says the horse. "Well then, maybe so, maybe not."

"Maybe so, maybe not?" says the man.

"Exactly," says the horse.

"Wait... what?" says the man, confused.