A penguin walked into a pub, and said to the barman "Afternoon squire. A pint of best please."
At this, the barman gave the penguin a look of surprise and said "You're a penguin." To which the penguin replied "No flies on you squire." To which the barman exclaimed "But you can talk." And the penguin said "What of it? Now about this pint, I'd be obliged if you could accommodate squire."
The barman in a state of near shock, poured the pint and passed it across to the penguin, and said "Fancy that. A talking penguin in my pub." To which the penguin said "Yeah, I'm on a job up the road, and I fancied a tightener, so here I am squire." The barman said "On a job?" The penguin replied "Yeah, I'm a plasterer. I'm doing the ceilings up the road. Lovely gaff."
At this the barman had to lean on the pump to steady himself, and said "The circus is in town. If you get yourself along there, you'll be made. They'd pay a fortune for you."
The penguin said "Circus?" The barman said "Yep. Big top and everything." To which the penguin said "Get away, they wouldn't want me." Rather surprised, the barman said "Of course they would. They'd snap you up in an instant. Pay whatever you asked."
But the penguin looked at him like he had two heads, and said " Nonsense squire. Why would a circus want a plasterer?"