A big, scary biker walks into a bar, slams his fist down, and yells, “Give me a beer, or…!” Scared and fearing for his life, the bartender quickly serves the man his beer.
This happens every day for a week straight, and the bartender turns into a nervous wreck. He asks his wife for advice and she tells him he should stand up for himself. Easier said than done, he thinks, but he decides to try it. The next day, the biker returns.
“Give me a beer, or…!”
“O-o-o-o-r-r-r… w-w-what?” stammers the bartender.
“A small Coke.”