A Knight, a Rook, and a Bishop ......
.... walk into a Pancake House. They had just "closed" the King's Pub on Murray Street and were looking for flapjack chasers to their string of brewskies ....
(the Blueshirts had just defeated the CAPS and our three friends were still celebrating...)
The International House of Pancakes by the Falls was quite full at this time of night but the I.H.O.P. Manager recognized one of our buddies (moving diagonally to a booth in the corner) and yelled, .........
"Hey B.I.S.H.O.P. , we don't need your B.S. here!"