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kermit2
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A sailor walks into a bar and proceeds to get totally shit-faced.
Being a sailor, the next thing you know he's fighting the entire bar.
The bartender, having been there before, recently purchased an orangutan named Danny Boy that is a trained bouncer.
He opens up Danny Boys cage and yells,"Danny Boy fight!"
Danny boy runs right into the middle of the fracas, throwing bodies every which way.
The next thing you know the sailor and Danny Boy are going at it. Breaking tables, over the bar, and finally out the plate glass window into the street.
This goes on what seems like forever, when the sailor finally walks back into the bar brushing himself off.
He grabs a drink, chugs it down and gasps,"one thing I always hated about the Irish, they get a little hair on their face and the think their hot shit."
Being a sailor, the next thing you know he's fighting the entire bar.
The bartender, having been there before, recently purchased an orangutan named Danny Boy that is a trained bouncer.
He opens up Danny Boys cage and yells,"Danny Boy fight!"
Danny boy runs right into the middle of the fracas, throwing bodies every which way.
The next thing you know the sailor and Danny Boy are going at it. Breaking tables, over the bar, and finally out the plate glass window into the street.
This goes on what seems like forever, when the sailor finally walks back into the bar brushing himself off.
He grabs a drink, chugs it down and gasps,"one thing I always hated about the Irish, they get a little hair on their face and the think their hot shit."
Watch out for the joke police.
