A white horse goes into a bar, and orders a beer. The barman- as is a barman's wont- strikes up a conversation (because in jokes like this, horses can talk of course) and says "Funny thing, we've got a brand of Scotch named after you". "What, you mean Eric?", says the horse.

Or alternatively......

Two guys have been crawling round the desert for days and at last get to a town. So they crawl in and find the market place. They go to the first stall, and ask for a long cool drink. Stall owner say, "Sorry Squires, but all I have are these lovely puddings made of spongecake and cream, with little coloured things sprinkled on top, and it's all soaked in Sherry, too". So they try the next stall, he's also only got these marvellous tasty puddings with cream and ice-cream and 100s and 1000s on top.

After about 10 stalls they give up, becasue all they can get are these loverly puddings full of spongecake and sherry. The one guy remarks how strange it was, that every stall seemed to sell only rich creamy puddings with coloured bits on top. The other guy agrees, "Yes, it was a trifle bizarre."