The Google bartender says, "I'll give you a drink, but I would appreciate it if you wouldn't refer to me as a 'Google'."
"Oh man! I'm sorry about that. It won't happen again. "A few minutes later the Skype says, "Hey moon cricket, another round."
The Google says,"Hey, look, I really don't want you calling me 'moon cricket' either."
The Skype says, "Sorry bootlips, I didn't mean anything by it."
The bartender says, "OK that's it! How would you like it if you were the bartender and I came in here calling you names?"
"I don't know, let's find out."
So the Skype puts on an apron and goes behind the bar and the Google walks outside and comes back in and shouts, "Hey Skype! I want a fucking drink!"
The "bartender" stops washing glasses and says, "Oh, I'm sorry, we don't serve Googles in here."