A man walks into a bar with a lump of bitumen under his arm.
“Barman, I’ll have a beer now and one for the road.”
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A mushroom walks into a bar.
Barman says, “We don’t serve your kind here. “
“Why not?” asks the mushroom, “I’m a fun guy.”
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An atom walks into a bar.
Barman says, “We don’t serve your kind here. Split!”
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An atom walks into a bar.
“Barman, could I have a beer on credit? I get paid tomorrow.”
“No way!” replies the Barman, “I don’t trust you atoms. You make up everything.”