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This guy walks into a bar down in the back hills and orders a mudslide.
The bartender looks him over and says, "You're not from around here are ya?" "No," he responds. "I'm from Pennsylvania." The bartender asks, "Well, what do you do in Pennsylvania?" "I'm a taxidermist," replies the man. Looking very bewildered, the bartender asks, "What in the world does a tax-e-derm-ist do?" "I mount dead animals," replies the man. The bartender stands back and hollers to the whole bar (which is staring at them now), "It's okay, boys! He's one of us!" . |
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