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ㅤ* Don't worry about what people think, they don't do it very often.
ㅤ* A snake slithers into a pub and up to the bar. The landlord says, "I'm sorry, but I can't serve you." "What? Why not?" asks the snake. "Because", says the landlord, "You can't hold your drink."
ㅤ* So I went down the local supermarket, I said, "I want to make a complaint, this vinegar's got lumps in it", he said, "Those are pickled onions".
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ I"m giggling!