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I was standing at the bar one night, minding my own business, when this drunk fat girl came up behind me, grabbed my ass and said, “You’re kind of cute, you gotta a phone number?”
I said, “Yeah, you gotta pen?” She said, “Yeah, I got a pen.” I said, “You better get back in it before the farmer misses you.” Cost me 6 stitches.
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