This joke comes from a friend, Steve Lasker: [Told with a heavy Scottish brogue] A Scotsman went to a pub with his great dane and when he arrived, he tied the dog up outside [ootside] and went in to have a pint o' bitter. A few minutes later, another Scottish bloke walk in and the following conversation ensued: New man: Is that your dog ootside? First man: Yes. What of it? New man: Well, I think my dog may'a killed 'im. First man: What kind'a dog you got that can kill a great dane? New man: Well, e's a chihuahua. First man: Ha! 'ow can a chihuahua kill a great dane? New man: Well, I think the wee bastard may'a gotten stuck in 'is throat.
(From the "Rest" of RHF)