Two Romans walk into a bar

The horse bartender asked "Why the long face?"

One Roman answered "Our homeland has been overrun for hundreds of years, and we are the only remaining survivors."

The horse neighed in sorrow.

Suddenly, as if on queue, the bar got up and walked into another bar. To the Romans' surprise the horse wasn't a bartender at all; it was a bar bar-ian. Being so old, the Romans couldn't take this shock and both died of heart attacks.

Later, the barbarian horse would recount his tale "I neighed, I saw, I conquered."